Just as Captain Pig Head was about to flash a lewd smile, he was cut short by a terrifying sense of oppression. An invisible pressure, an aura, instantly enveloped everyone present.
Chen Pingchuan saw Captain Pig Head's face flush purple and knew it was a sign Belia was about to act. Although he was also disgusted by the man's words, he had no intention of letting her intervene just yet.
So, Chen Pingchuan leaned in and whispered to her, "Now, I'm going to teach you the second skill for surviving in the wasteland. When you're dealing with a foul-mouthed pig, you have to break his legs, tear out his tendons, drain his blood, and sever his manhood.
"Today, I'll enact justice from the heavens and eliminate you scumbags. But I'm feeling magnanimous, so I'll give you a chance to duel me one-on-one."
After speaking, Chen Pingchuan struck a master's pose, as if he were truly giving his opponent an opportunity.
