The Black Spider gritted her teeth. What's the use of a sharp tongue? Isn't she still defeated by him?
Ge Changsheng realized that dragging it out any longer wasn't an option. Time to fight. If he let the Black Spider strike first, he'd suffer more abuse. With a sway of his body, fists and feet moved in unison.
Their bodies collided in an instant and then separated again.
Black Spider's hair was just a bit messy, her gaze carrying a hint of contempt.
Ge Changsheng kept rubbing his chest and legs. This encounter had injured him severely, with Black Spider's fists hitting like steel. How could he be fine from that?
More infuriating was Black Spider's tendency to target his previous injuries. In just a few simple rounds, his face was swollen like a pig's head.
"Want more?" Black Spider asked triumphantly, her body swaying rhythmically with the vehicle.
