Fang Yu glanced over the entire arena.
He hopped onto a nearby table and said, "Daotian, leave this woman to you. We each take a task."
Chen Daotian, who had been suppressed a lot at the Lu Family, was burning with pent-up rage.
"Alright."
He walked into the arena.
Started to loosen his muscles.
Crack, crack...
Standing in front of Yamakawa Ichiro, Hattori Matsuko was startled and frowned.
Then she gestured to Hattori Matsuko by hooking her finger:
"As a target worthy of an SS-class mission, I hope your strength won't disappoint me."
Hattori Matsuko, who has always been respected, had never faced such provocation—
"Damn it!"
She cursed under her breath, pushed off with her feet, her body leaning forward at a forty-five-degree angle, whoosh whoosh whoosh... a pair of beautiful fists came flying.
Korean Choi and his friend were dumbstruck, trembling all over.
Meanwhile—
Chen Daotian said in a deep voice, "Not bad, not bad at all."
Bang bang bang bang!
