THWACK!
Su Xuan's palm, though launched late, arrived first, landing squarely on Jeff.
Struck by the blow, Jeff's eyes bulged. His body flew backward at high speed before crashing heavily to the ground.
So powerful! Jeff marveled to himself, feeling a sweet taste in his throat and the urge to vomit blood. He stubbornly swallowed the blood back down to save face, but he never expected it to be so difficult to swallow that it ended up streaming from his nostrils.
At the same time, five or six men in black suits rushed out from all directions to help Jeff up, one of them handing him a tissue for his nosebleed. Seeing this, Su Xuan's bodyguards didn't remain idle. They poured out of the private jet and formed a protective perimeter around him. The two groups faced off, the air thick with tension.
