Chapter 475: Strong Counterattack

"Hold it." The man called Brother Dao shouted, stopping his subordinates who were about to make a move, and looked at Ghost Hand with doubt, asking uncertainly, "Brother, you look familiar. Have we met before? Forgive my poor eyesight, but please state your name, lest there's a misunderstanding like 'a flood washing away the Dragon King Temple.'"

"You son of a bitch, you don't recognize me anymore?" Ghost Hand burst into anger upon hearing this and cursed.

"You brat, how dare you speak to my boss like that, looking for death?" A muscular man exuding a fierce aura roared and swung a chair, ready to smash it over.