"I can stand up." Huang Xiaoxiang was a little surprised. Although he gave him two fists that didn't give him a bald one, it was not easy. Unexpectedly, the two men stood up.

"when we are in red dragon, we will have a dry meal." Red hair gnawed his teeth with his eyes closed.

"it seems that I am too weak." Huang Xiaoxiang sighed and looked down at his hands.

"go, go, go, you, M." Huang Mao lost a few teeth, spoke airily, stared at Huang Xiaoxiang fiercely with his eyes, and took out a spring knife from his pocket after spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"ha ha, Huang...