Xiong Jie weighed over 200 pounds, dark and sturdy, from a distance, he looked just like a black bear. Calling him Boss Xiong truly suited his name.
But at this moment, he was caught in Wang Yan's hand, lifted high above his head, without any room for resistance.
Wang Yan's expression was relaxed, as if he wasn't holding up a 200-pound fat man, but rather a small cat or dog.
Xiong Jie's feet dangled in the air, continuously kicking, but his throat tightened more and more, unable to exert any strength, his face gradually turning red and his eyes rolling back.
At this time, Wang Yan's cold voice could be heard: "Remember, from now on, I'm the boss of this dormitory!"
After speaking, Wang Yan raised his hand and flung Xiong Jie outside.
Xiong Jie was like a rag doll, tossed out of the door by Wang Yan, landing in the dormitory hallway.
There was a loud "thud" and the entire hallway seemed to quake as if there was an earthquake, shaking a few times.
