Fighting It Out

"Dude, what do you mean?"

Song Chen always had cold expression on his face. At this moment, as he asked the question aggressively, he looked quite fierce.

However, this guy was so handsome, and he wasn't very tall at 175 centimeters with shoes on, which made him look not as domineering as he wished.

Gao Hu was only slightly stunned, and then he spat disdainfully to the ground.

"I said Wang Yan doesn't have the ability to compete for the position of the flag bearer! What do you think?!"

"You... who do you think you are?!"

Song Chen was furious, but first of all, he didn't know how to fight, and secondly, he didn't know how to quarrel. His dry question made him look weak.

"Then who are you?"

Gao Hu sneered and sat on the ground, sizing up Song Chen.