"Bastard, you like hitting me, don't you? This time I'm going to hit you until you're begging for mercy!" Wang Zhan roared.
Hit on the head by Wang Zhan's stick, although his skin and fur weren't severely damaged, the man couldn't help but feel his head buzzing.
Damn, I've really messed up this time! And it's a huge mess! As a dignified Martial Artist, when had he ever been treated like this by an ordinary person?
At this moment, the man felt as if everything in this world had become slightly disordered.
Didn't everyone say Wang Zhan was a coward, scared to the point of peeing his pants, a character no better than rotten mud on a wall? So why did he seem like a completely different person when dealing with me? Not only did he explode in rage, but he also turned the tables, secretly scheming against me, making me fall for a ruthless trick unknowingly?
Although the man knew he wouldn't be seriously harmed, he still felt incredibly aggrieved. Damn it!
