"Boss, what's going on?"
Wang Wu stared intently at the leading man. He truly couldn't understand. He had clearly called for the members of the Parkour Wind Association to help him vent his anger, but the boss brought people over to mess with him instead?
Slap!
The leading man walked up and delivered a heavy slap to Wang Wu's face, "You have the guts to offend Yang Tian? Don't you know he's a god?"
"A god? What kind of god?"
Wang Wu was stunned.
Slap!
The leader slapped him heavily again, "Yang Tian is a parkour master—no, he's the parkour god!"
"He knows parkour too?"
Doubt filled Wang Wu's eyes.
To be honest, Wang Wu had been with the Parkour Wind Association for three years before he got any good at it.
Slap!
