Chu Ge's sudden outburst instantly startled Chen Yujie. Seeing Chu Ge's fierce and malicious expression, he couldn't help but shiver, his pupils contracted violently, and he subconsciously took two steps back.
"You, what do you want to do?"
Chu Ge stared closely into Chen Yujie's eyes, impatiently advancing step by step, snorting disdainfully from his nose, and coldly laughed, "Do what? You guess what I want to do?"
The moment the word "do" left his mouth, he had already taken several steps forward, kicking the bodyguard who had just entered the room and strained his leg. The man was kneeling on the floor in a strange position, unable to stand up.
As the kick landed, all the bodyguard felt was a blur before his eyes, unable to react. A burst of intense pain shot from his cheek and nose, his left knee and right leg scraped violently against the ground, becoming scorching hot. In his vision, Chu Ge, who was originally close at hand, quickly distanced himself.
