Jing Ziyu threw Hall Washington aside in disgust. Even the so-called "hell meal" had not officially begun. Who knew that Hall Washington was so unsuccessful that he fainted in pain, and the flow of shit and urine completely destroyed Jing Ziyu's interest.

As for the other cousins, the battle had ended with great efficiency. All the armored warriors were seriously injured and unconscious, but they did not cause any danger to their lives.

But my brothers didn't seem to have enough fun. The sixth cousin Xing Zizhan moved his shoulders unhappily and said, "It's not satisfying, it's too satisfying. I haven't even started moving yet!"

Jing Ziyu said contemptuously: "Get out, I don't have the chance to take action. You agreed to let me beat the fifth-level armored warrior. However, it seems that the sixth brother is also a fifth-level armored warrior. Let me beat it up?"

The sixth cousin Xing Zizhan pretended not to hear it, laughed dryly, changed the subject, pointed at Hall Washington and asked, "What should I do if this kid? How many more punches?"

Jing Ziyu roared, "Don't ignore me!"

The fifth cousin Xing Zi, thinking that he was also a fifth-level armored warrior, quickly helped him: "It's covered in shit, and it's dirty to hit him. I want to beat you!"

Jing Ziyu roared, "Don't ignore me!"

The sixth cousin Xing Zi continued to smile dryly, then pulled out the cable from the fallen helicopter, tied Hall Washington a tight, and then shouted loudly: "Work, work, work!"

Jing Ziyu was completely furious, and he flew up and kicked his sixth cousin Xing Zikuang's ass. After kicking the other party, Jing Ziyu continued to roar, "I told you to ignore me!"

The sixth cousin Xing Zi said sadly: "Brother, start working if you are satisfied!"

Brothers and others immediately started working laughing. When they were pulling to the Arc de Triomphe on the European Triumph Street, their cousin Xing Zitian also called Tuoba Tao and asked, "Atao, have the reporters found it?"
Chapter completed!