Bab 411: Underground Boxing Arena

Old Wang coughed repeatedly and spoke intermittently.

His eyes even rolled back a little.

Hearing his words, Xu Wenping smiled and let go.

Old Wang's body trembled, and then he directly knelt on the ground.

After coughing a few times, Old Wang raised his head slightly and looked at the young man in front of him. His heart was filled with fear.

Not only was this man's alcohol tolerance terrifying, but he had also seen the killing intent in his eyes just now.

That was not fake. He believed that the young man opposite him had killed someone before.

The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became. Old Wang immediately began to kowtow.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong. I shouldn't have come to provoke this lady. I was wrong. Just treat me as a fart and let me go!"

Old Wang, who was kowtowing repeatedly, looked a little ridiculous.

However, the people present couldn't laugh.