There is a kind of shattering, a pain that pierces the heart.
Zhao Ganglie is currently experiencing the most painful shattering in life.
Especially the force and angle of that kick, making it unforgettable for Zhao Ganglie throughout his life.
Bead-sized sweat was pouring down his forehead as if it cost nothing. Zhao Ganglie opened his mouth wide, gasping heavily, his whole body curled up like a shrimp, trembling uncontrollably.
When the lights turned on again, Zhao Ganglie felt extremely dazzled.
As he adjusted to the light in the room, he even forgot the pain, his eyes filled with deep horror!
The room was in a mess, as if ravaged by a tornado.
The ground was littered with subordinates slumping everywhere, each with a pained yet unconscious look, the kind of expression formed only after a major blow.
Under the lights, a solitary tall figure stood firm, like an immovable Mount Tai, inspiring only awe and reverence.
