"Where are the fighters? Come on, keep fighting!" With no one stepping up, Gangban Rikawa became even more arrogant, exuding an overwhelming aura as he shouted, "Come on! Keep fighting! Why aren't you all so cocky now?
Weren't you all strong just now, saying you wanted to take me down? Why aren't you talking now? Useless, a bunch of useless people, all Huaxia People are useless!"
"Useless! Huaxia People are all useless!"
"Huaxia pigs, Sick Man of East Asia!"
"Huaxia rubbish, keep coming, come and meet your doom!"
The surrounding Japanese also followed in jeering.
Second floor.
The look of expectation in Wang Meng and Li Ying's eyes dimmed slightly.
"Are we... really beyond hope?" Li Ying's delicate body trembled as she whispered.
Before Wang Meng could respond, a green-haired punk not far away laughed mockingly, "Hahaha, I told you, you all are dreaming. Master's strength is something you can never imagine. No one could be master's..."
Boom!
