This kick was truly heart-wrenchingly painful.
It won't crush any bones, nor will it injure Bei Zicheng, turning him into a cripple.
But the toe that was stepped on felt like it was cut by a knife.
Bei Zicheng wanted to scream out in pain, but Wu Ming's fingers were still tightly gripping his throat, preventing him from making any sound.
Baili Xia almost burst into laughter, amused by Wu Ming's cunning.
This guy, choking someone's throat, making it impossible for Bei Zicheng to scream no matter how much he wants to.
The place was filled with his people, and screaming would not only draw them in, but also attract the attention of others.
Unable to make a sound now, right?
Offending the mighty Wu Ming is simply asking for trouble.
Wu Ming was quite generous, just stepping on him once and letting it be.
Everything had to be considered with the girl's thoughts in mind; if Baili Xia wasn't here, he would surely have given Bei Zicheng a few punches.
