Xiaoyu said angrily, "Pah! You're worse than a beast. You're dreaming! You're the owner of a gang. You've done something beyond man's reach. You're so mean! Shameless!"
Seeing that Xiaoyu was scolding him, Xia Hou Wushuang laughed lasciviously. "Beauty, you're so sharp-tongued! When I capture your brother, I'll make you want to die!"
Then, she reached out and touched Xiaoyu's pretty face. Xiaoyu screamed and shrank with tiredness, and the anger in her beautiful eyes seemed to be about to spurt out!
Upon seeing this, Wang Feng moved his body and approached Xia Hou Wushuang. His palm was as soft as cotton and as strong as gold.
Xia Hou Wushuang grinned hideously and shouted, "Are you really looking for death?" As he threw out a palm, it turned into a skyful of palm shadows, covering Wang
