Smack! Smack! Smack!
After absorbing the masked man's Dou Qi, Xiao Lang gave him several hard slaps across the face. When he found that the man still did not wake up, he frowned.
He thought of a saying.
You could never wake someone who was pretending to sleep.
So he decided...
"Little Yan, just piss on him," Xiao Lang said, looking at Xiao Yan.
"Why me?"
"Your Dou Qi is fire-attributed. You must be full of fire, so your piss is yellow."
"..."
The masked man's body trembled at those words, and he slowly opened his eyes. "Huh? How did I fall asleep?"
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Xiao Lang immediately stepped forward and gave him two more hard slaps. With a savage expression, he said, "You were pretending to sleep in front of me? Believe it or not, I'll knock you out again and get hundreds of people to piss you awake. I won't even pick diabetics—I'll specifically find people with venereal diseases."
"..."
Hearing his third brother's words, Xiao Yan drew in a sharp breath.
That was ruthless!
He was not giving the guy even the slightest taste of mercy.
"Die, brat! Mountain Splitting Claw!"
At that moment, the masked man suddenly sprang up and attacked. His right hand formed a claw and viciously grabbed for Xiao Lang's neck, intending to kill him in one strike!
"Ah!"
Yet he discovered that there was not a trace of Dou Qi left in his body. His claw could not even break through Xiao Lang's Dou Qi armor, and several of his fingers nearly snapped as he let out a scream.
Bang!
Seeing this, Xiao Lang sent him flying with a slap. Several teeth fell out, and blood streamed down his face.
"Ptui! You dared to sneak attack me? Looks like you don't