Pa!
Under the suspicion of the white man, Wang Hu casually dropped the cigar he was holding between his fingers onto the ground.
Gulp...
He stared dumbfoundedly at the bullet that had turned to scraps on the ground, subconsciously swallowing hard.
That was a bullet, not some brittle bone, yet this guy just bit it into pieces with his teeth?
Is he even human?
In an instant, he couldn't help but recall his boastful words about chewing him to the bone, his face turning blue and white.
This guy, a monster that even bullets can't kill, how could he chew him to the bone?
If he really bit down, his own teeth might shatter instead!
"You... what kind of monster are you..."
This guy had already shown his strength on the table, and Wang Hu was no fool. He clearly understood the damage fighting with them would bring to him, and he unconsciously stepped back a few steps, then asked.
