Hiss～
The intense pain made Wang Chen's consciousness instantly return to himself.
He instinctively opened his eyes, only to find his eyelids covered by a warm, sticky liquid, and it felt like a red-hot steel needle was piercing into his brain, reaching an extreme level of agony.
Wang Chen instinctively wiped his face.
His hand came away covered in fresh blood!
At this moment, he realized he was lying in a dark and filthy alley, with hurried footsteps and excited shouts coming from ahead: "Quick, let's take down this gray-skinned dog together!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Chen felt a strong sense of crisis rising within him.
Without thinking, he drew the short baton strapped to his waist, and with his left hand supporting the ground, he leapt up fiercely.
A burly man had just charged over, raising a foot to kick Wang Chen.
However, Wang Chen moved faster, swinging the short baton in his hand with lightning speed, smashing it fiercely onto the opponent's kneecap.
