Moreover, this further proves that my strength surpasses Waldor Jones by a long shot!
"Trash! You dare to steal my stuff! Now you know the price you have to pay!"
Henry Cooper's sapphire eyes narrowed tightly, and with his other hand, he was ready to take the red box from Waldor Jones' slowly opening palm at any moment—
And at this moment.
The surrounding air pressure suddenly changed.
But then, Waldor Jones' palm that was about to open suddenly closed up like a clam shell soaked in water, instantly clenched into a fist!
Forming a fist!
A dense, towering shadow followed, covering most of the colorful, exquisite lights.
The corner of Henry Cooper's eye caught a glimpse of a person so terrifying that it made his soul shiver, a cold and arrogant curve at the corner of his mouth greeted him, "Julian Johnsons, you came very quickly."
"Still not letting go, hmm?" Julian Johnsons smirked devilishly.
