"Hey kid, you sure have quite the mouth on you. How dare you look down on Brother Zhang? Just wait, I'll show you what fists as big as sandbags can do." The bodyguard rotated his neck and body, and as he clenched his fists, a cracking sound erupted like popcorn popping.
"What's this? A little warm-up exercise before the fight?" Su Changfeng sneered.
Even though Tang Qiulu's palms were already sweaty at this moment, she couldn't help but laugh when she heard Su Changfeng. Really? He's still joking at a time like this?
"You're looking for death!" the bodyguard roared and charged directly at Su Canghai, suddenly raising his fist, and at that moment, one could hear the rush of air from his punch.
Zhang Dajiang couldn't help but smirk at the sight. This bodyguard of his came from a special forces unit, and everyone knew his capabilities. If that punch landed, even if he didn't die, he'd turn into an idiot.
