Preston Chen was staggered by the punch and took two steps back. Devil Cai did not pursue him, but said angrily: "Boy, do you really want to do it? I will risk my life and lose my fortune to fight you, don't you say that?" Moral boy!"
He said harsh words, but he couldn't help but retreat, and retreated into the group of bandits again. Preston Chen was hit by a punch just now. He was really surprised. He had clearly hit all the vital points of his armor, so why was it still useless? If he continues to be entangled like this, even though Demon Cai is not very skilled, his own physical strength will be exhausted. Even if his abilities are much higher than his, he will still be defeated.
Thinking of this, Preston Chen couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. The young man in brocade robe suddenly whispered: "Brother, what do you think they are doing?"
Preston Chen looked up and saw Devil Cai scolding the broken gong. The broken gong took out a bunch of five-baht coins from his arms with a bitter look on his face. Devil Cai cursed a few more times. What? He took off his shoes, took out some money from his shoes and handed them to Devil Cai. He was very surprised and asked in a low voice: "What do they mean?" He thought, could it be that Demon Cai, seeing that he couldn't defeat him, was going to spend money to buy a way out of him? But the young man in brocade robes stared at the opposite side and suddenly smiled: "That's it, it's amazing! This Demon Cai is really amazing!"
When the young man in brocade robes said that the first one was "amazing", Preston Chen only said that he was praising himself. Unexpectedly, the person he praised was actually Cai Motou, and he asked in surprise: "Brother, where are you from?"
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