Counterattack
Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
The host announced the start of the preparations for the competition. The competition would begin in three minutes.
Xu Wenping and Cannon entered the iron cage together.
Now, there were still two and a half minutes before the start of the match.
Looking at Xu Wenping who was standing there leisurely, Cannon couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"Brat, if you understand, hurry up and scram. If you admit defeat in this match, that will be your advantage. If not… If we fight later, you won't even know how you died."
Squinting his eyes, Xu Wenping looked at Cannon in front of him.
"There's no deep hatred between us. I don't want to kill you either. It's just that… If you don't know what's good for you, I can only reluctantly send you on your way."
Originally, Cannon thought that after he finished speaking, Xu Wenping would be moved to tears of gratitude or admit defeat.