162 It's not easy to be a dog!

The Red Dragon clearly knew his limits and knew that he was no match for Lin Mo no matter what. Therefore, as soon as he stepped onto the arena, he directly made his request—don't hit his face!

"Not in the face?"

Lin Mo sneered and leaned forward. He slapped the Red Dragon out of the arena. "You're talking to me in such an arrogant manner. Are you looking for a beating? And you think you can ask me to not to slap your face?"

Was this the attitude one should have when making requests?

Your face is what Brother Mo is going after!

"Next!" Lin Mo stood proudly in the arena with his hands behind his back, waiting for his next opponent to come up and get beaten up.

Gao Haoran quickly collected Red Dragon's ten time cards and arranged for contestant number two to enter the arena.

… .

One opponent after another stepped onto the arena.