In the next moment, Liu Wenbin and Hao Jian were directly kicked in the abdomen by Chen Tianlong's foot, which sprang out like a compressed spring, causing them to fly backward.
Following closely, Chen Tianlong approached Zhou Kang and Li Kai and delivered a sudden flurry of slaps, the sound echoing instantly throughout the valley.
"Instead of playing properly, you're acting like hotshots with others—serve you right!"
Chen Tianlong slapped those two lackeys at least ten to twenty times before he finally vented his anger. If he hadn't already inhaled the poisonous qi, he might have continued slapping them.
Slapping faces really feels damn good!
The quick turn of events left Lin Wushuang stunned; she finally understood what was happening. It turned out Hao Jian and Mo Shaoyun had joined forces to deal with Chen Tianlong.
"Damn it, let's fight this kid!"
Seeing his lackeys with bright red faces, Mo Shaoyun's temper flared up again.
"Roar!"
