But who could have expected that Ahu and Abao were the kind of people who weren't afraid of dying. In the next moment, Abao gave Ahu a look, then coldly smiled at Wen Ze and dashed in front of him...
"You... what are you trying to do! Let me go!"
In a flash, Abao swiftly reached out, grabbed Wen Ze's collar with his right hand, and in the next moment, hoisted up Wen Ze's two-hundred-pound body, leaving Wen Ze's legs flailing desperately in the air...
Wen Ze's entire face turned red from being strangled, as he furiously pounded on Abao's hand with both of his, desperate to bite with his mouth, but he couldn't reach.
"I'm asking you if you can organize your words properly!"
Abao harshly reprimanded, staring sharply at Wen Ze, causing him to instantly wilt.
"This guy looks like he's not afraid to die and has probably killed often; killing one more wouldn't be too much. Good grief... I better surrender..."
