At this moment, upon hearing Chen Ergou's taunt, Zheng Long was so enraged that his hand trembled, and he couldn't even swing his nunchaku properly. Distracted, he failed to notice as a baton flew directly towards his head.
What a brilliant move!
With a loud bang, a large abscess immediately formed on Zheng Long's head...
Zheng Long had never been mocked like this before. Chen Ergou's words caused him immense internal suffering, practically destroying his mindset!
"Ah... my head, quick, see if my head is okay?"
"Brother Long, your... your head... is swollen!"
"Huh? Swollen?"
"Master Gou, he really deserved it! Swollen like a pig's head..."
Feeling the intense pain on his head, Zheng Long hurried to ask Mazi. Mazi looked awkwardly at Zheng Long's appearance, as the giant abscess on his head was indeed laughable. Even Wei Hong couldn't stop grinning.
In the next moment, Zheng Long's face turned dark, and he started cursing hysterically.
