บท 212: Sky-High Wages

The wind from his fist whistled, and it was full of strength.

The fist was already in front of Xu Wenping and was about to hit his face.

Xu Wenping smiled faintly.

When he smiled, everyone saw it.

In the next moment, he stretched out a hand.

He opened his palm and easily blocked the fist.

Under everyone's shocked gazes, the fist and palm collided without making any sound.

The two of them stood there calmly.

In the beginning, people thought that they might have been seeing things.

However, for the next three seconds, neither of them moved. They just stood there. Only then did people know that they were in a stalemate.

"Brat…"

This was what the old man said after the first second.

However, he didn't say anything for the next two seconds.

Then, his expression changed.

His face was originally still red, but after two seconds, his face suddenly turned into a pig's liver color.