Tu Gang's face turned dark; just now, he had forcefully clamped the team badge, attempting to hold it firmly.
However, the badge was still hit by the coin. Not only that, it escaped from his fingers.
Keep in mind, he had the skills of Iron Palm. His entire hand was extremely hard, and the strength in his fingers was also immense.
Under normal circumstances, when he clamped his two fingers together, he could even snap a wooden board.
Now, he couldn't even withstand a flying coin.
Tu Gang was a bit angry and somewhat unconvinced.
He picked up the badge again and held it above his head, "Again, I don't believe Night Emperor can hit it again!"
"You think it's luck?"
Qin Hao was somewhat amused but didn't blame the big guy.
Since you're not convinced, I'll play until you are!
Whosh!
This time, from picking up the coin to throwing it out, Qin Hao's actions were swift and smooth, not even bothering with aiming.
Amusingly, he just casually tossed the coin.
