National Football Team Third and Gold-Rimmed Glasses Man's cautionary examples were still fresh in everyone's minds. Catwoman and the little detective girl began to sit back and watch. One didn't dare go, while the other didn't want to stick her neck out.
Now it came down to who had the harder head. Su Xiao had just been about to step forward when he noticed Fatty Pi striding ahead from not far away.
Fatty Pi chewed dried meat as he walked straight to the door. He raised his foot and kicked the wooden door, a faint smile playing across his face.
With a bang, the door flew open. Fatty Pi entered the room, and the wooden door slammed shut. The force with which it closed showed just how furious the person shutting it was.
Thud! Boom!
A rumble came from inside the room. A few seconds later, a round figure flew out. It was Fatty Pi.
Fatty Pi landed with a thump and bounced several times on the ground. After steadying himself, he stomped on the floor and charged back into the room.
A few dozen seconds later, the wooden door was pushed open. Fatty Pi emerged with a swollen, bruised face, limping badly. He looked like he had lost an entire circle of weight.
"I almost died. That woman's too strong."
Fatty Pi spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, looking rather depressed. His steps were strange, suggesting that his groin had also taken a heavy blow.
"Brother, you've lost weight."
National Football Team Third stepped forward to "comfort" him.
"Do I look tired?"
"Yes."
"Let's go. There's no chance. My balls hurt~"
Fatty Pi walked toward the other wooden doors. The moment he turned his back, his expression changed drastically. His lips puckered and his eyes widened. He was