"Bullying kids? You're just a loser yourself, showing off strength you don't have!"
To Jiang Chen, who swung his fist at him, Hong Yan merely gave a disdainful smile.
He didn't even bother to move.
"Bang!"
But just as Jiang Chen charged halfway through.
The shifty-eyed Sha Shu suddenly rushed out.
Holding a wooden plank in his hand.
With a bang.
The plank smashed into Jiang Chen's stomach.
Shattering directly into pieces.
Jiang Chen's abdomen throbbed in sharp pain, and he fell to the ground screaming.
A trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
"You reckless brat, asking for trouble, aren't you!"
Sha Shu chuckled twice, and stepped on Jiang Chen's head.
That arrogant attitude was a stark contrast to the servile demeanour he showed earlier in front of Hong Yan.
Clearly, a despicable man enjoying his moment of triumph.
"Song Shuyao, is this useless thing the best you could find to help? You're clearly underestimating me! Tsk tsk!"
