Spar

Therefore, when Han Shi brought them back to Shangwan Village to see Wang Zhiqiang and Berserk, Zhou Lei and the others were immediately dumbfounded.

They had no clue how this place in the middle of nowhere would have a bunch of ferocious people.

This time, the tables had turned around. It was Wang Zhiqiang and Berserk's turn to despise Zhou Lei and the others.

Berserk asked bluntly, "Boss, these boys look weak. Are you sure they're really elites? You must be fooling us!"

Han Shi held back his laughter and nodded seriously. "They are indeed the elites among the elites. You can spar with them to see for yourself."

"Uh… Really? If we break their legs or arms, they won't blackmail us, right?" Berserk frowned and sized up Zhou Lei and the others.