Challenge." He raised his hand and motioned to a "desktop" beside him, "Come on, don't waste time."

"Hmph..." Two seconds later, the short, fat man snorted coldly. Then, he raised his hand to straighten the collar of his evening dress, then raised his head and walked to the hotel with what he considered to be a "majestic and steady" pace.

Next to the cart that Brother Jue pointed to.

"I hope you won't regret this hasty decision." He looked at Feng Bujue and said in a loud voice.

This sentence is not only meant for Brother Jue, but also for everyone around him, as well as the organizer.

The short and fat man also knew very well... At this moment, he and the man wearing a crow mask in front of him had become the focus of the audience. The process and outcome of their duel would likely affect the entire subsequent game.

"Oh..." Feng Bujue responded perfunctorily to the pudgy man's verbal intimidation, and continued, "Sir, given that we are going to have a lot of exchanges in the future, I don't know... how to call you.

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"As you wish." The short, fat man replied angrily.

"Are you sure? Slowpoke." Feng Bujue's next sentence immediately made the other party change his mind.

"What did you call me?" I don't know why, but at this time, Brother Jue's words "The decision is yours" flashed through the mind of the short and fat man again...

"You don't want to hear it? You agreed to let me do whatever you want? Silly hippopotamus." Feng Bujue said again.

When he said this, there were already a few people in the crowd who couldn't help laughing, but they all covered their faces and chuckled, making no sound... After all, they didn't want to attract attention.
Chapter completed!