But Ge Hongcheng seemed impervious to pain, taking several blows directly, knocked the pepper spray from her hand, and simultaneously grabbed the hammer from her, delivering a fierce punch.
This man had apparently trained before; with one punch, Jiang Jiu fainted again.
In the face of absolute strength, even a girl like Jiang Jiu, who had trained a bit, was not his match.
The man's gaze was vicious. He dragged Jiang Jiu into the bathroom, picked up the hammer, just about to strike, and then the door was knocked at that moment.
Ge Hongcheng cautiously looked towards the doorway, his eyes full of murderous intent.
The knocking continued, "Open up! Open up!"
The accent was heavy, a foreign accent.
"I know you're home, open the door! I'm from downstairs. You upstairs bouncing around, can my baby sleep or not, open the door!
If you don't open up, I'm calling the police!"
Suddenly, the door opened a crack, revealing Ge Hongcheng's sinister half-face at the entrance.
