Chapter 89 Again, Dumplings_1

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The handsome man, sporting a pair of fashionable toad sunglasses, stepped in front of you all and spoke in a tone filled with scorn, "Which one of you is the boss?"

This idiot!

You didn't even feel like wasting another word on him, saying to Zong Wangyue and the others, "Let's go, we'll talk when we get back."

With that, you turned to leave when a black-clad bodyguard stepped forward with a wide stride, blocking your way.

"Get out of the way."

You said coolly.

"Hmph."

With accustomed arrogance, the bodyguard didn't so much as give you a glance, condescendingly blowing air out of his nose at you.

"Tsk, seriously asking for a beating!"

Your fist silently pounded into the bodyguard with force!

"Bang!"

The sound was as loud as someone striking a heavy bag with boxing gloves, extremely resonant.