Li Xiaoqiang uttered those words, and everyone thought Li Xiaoqiang was being cheeky; it turns out when someone is cheeky, they can be quite cute.
Before long, Li Xiaoqiang and his companions had arrived on the ship. At this moment, Li Xiaoqiang and Wu Peipei were standing in the middle of the deck, surrounded by the ship's crew.
Everyone's gaze at Li Xiaoqiang was full of deeper meanings.
In their expressions, there was something only men could understand.
Li Xiaoqiang stared at the person opposite him, eyes fixed on Wu Peipei who was glaring back at him. Li Xiaoqiang felt discomfort in his groin.
Especially when Li Xiaoqiang saw Wu Peipei's developed muscles and smooth muscle lines, he sighed helplessly, "Hey gorgeous, don't be like this. We don't need to duel."
Wu Peipei flipped her hand, and a combat knife appeared directly in her palm.
Wu Peipei flicked her flowing red hair and stared at Li Xiaoqiang, saying, "Duel or not? If not, then get off the ship!"
"Oh my god."
