Bang!
Zhou Yu appeared ghost-like in front of Huang Yu.
Before he could react, Zhou Yu punched him in the chest.
Pssh!
Huang Yu spat out a mouthful of blood and was directly sent flying backward.
Although he tried his best to stabilize himself, he finally ended up half-kneeling on the ground.
Huang Yu, enduring the pain, quickly stood up and stared at Zhou Yu with a look full of resentment.
Zhou Yu said indifferently:
"If you want to continue, I'll accompany you!"
Huang Yu grit his teeth and said:
"Mr. Zhou, your strength is extraordinary. I am not your equal."
"Today, I have other matters for the Black Dragon Society, so I won't keep you."
Zhou Yu sneered and didn't bother to say more. He nodded to Guo Tao and then strode out.
After Zhou Yu left, Guo Tao looked angrily at Huang Yu.
"You shouldn't have treated Zhou Yu like that."
"He is the Minister of the Martial Pavilion."
"Shut up!"
Before Guo Tao could finish speaking, he was directly interrupted by Huang Yu.
