Bang...
Lin Chuan suddenly launched a kick, striking the black man right in the crotch with the back of his foot.
"Ugh..." The black man immediately cried out in agony, his body bending over as he clutched his groin with both hands.
Lin Chuan, without any hurry, grabbed the opponent's smooth bald head, his darkly colored scalp rough and uneven. Lin Chuan smirked, "Didn't you say that you'd make me beg for life and not get death?"
Splurt...
Next up, Lin Chuan delivered a fierce knee strike. His knee slammed hard into the opponent's chest. That one kick instantly made the man spit out a mouthful of fresh blood. Had it been someone else, their ribs would probably have broken by now, but this black man's body was so sturdy and tough that the blow only caused him to vomit some gastric acid.
Thump...
After taking two heavy hits in a row, the black man slowly fell to the ground, his body twitching.
