The Hostages!

Old Cat's temple throbbed with anger as he could not imagine this lowlife brat (Roly Poly) ridiculing him. In his eyes, Roly Poly was neither smart, handsome or even cute. Old Cat could have easily torn him to pieces.

However, that thought vanished into thin air the moment Old Cat noticed the headless man at the corner of his eyes. He could only bottle his throbbing anger indignantly. Somehow, he accidentally twisted his back which caused a searing pain to puncture his body, causing him to collapse against the ground.

"D*mn it, this fat cat did not bother to hold back at all."

Meanwhile, Roly Poly's attention was all fixed on his meaty paws as he muttered, "Is this the sensation that Matcha gets when he slaps me? To be able to leverage on Zhao Yao's strength and punch these stupid fools indiscriminately is truly the best feeling in the world!"