"Yin Tianjiao, do you want to attack me?"
Red Dog looked like a seven or eight-year-old boy, with two fangs protruding from his mouth. At this moment, his pupils widened, and a fierce aura spread, immediately chilling Yin Tianjiao's heart to the abyss.
Bang!
With a loud bang, Red Dog lifted the back of his knife and smashed it down hard on Yin Tianjiao's head.
"Gently, don't hit the face!" Yin Tianjiao yelled with bared teeth, no longer the arrogant attitude from before.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
"I'll teach you to call out, I'll make you proud, saying something like 'you're bull-whipped', right? Let's see if I won't hammer you down."
Red Dog swung fiercely with the back of the knife in his left hand, and used his right hand to punch hard. Within a few breaths of time, he had smashed Marshal of Evil Yin Tianjiao to the ground, three heads shaking, six arms flailing, looking like a bullied baby.
"True Monarch, True Monarch, take it easy, spare me!"
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