"Enough, we all believe in you, Captain Yang." Guo Tiejun nodded hastily.
The next second, he was swiftly pushed against the wall by Yang Xiao, who grabbed his collar and pinned him to the wall.
Yang Xiao tightened his grip on Guo Tiejun's collar, the coldness in his eyes making Guo Tiejun shiver all over, his lips trembling and unable to utter a single word.
"I've corrected you twice already. This is the Nightmare World, and my name is Ma Jiefang, got it?" Yang Xiao questioned.
"Got it, got it!" Guo Tiejun, who had dared to fight Zhao Xuejun earlier, now seemed like a mouse facing a cat, apologizing repeatedly with a tearful face: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Captain Ma Jiefang, I won't... I won't ever call you wrong again! Please forgive me!"
At this moment, it wasn't just a confrontation of momentum. Guo Tiejun, with his slicked-back hair, was quite burly among men, but in front of Yang Xiao, he seemed like a chick being lifted, illustrating the disparity between the two.
