Bang!
A strong force whipped through the air as a palm gently descended, shattering the phone into four pieces.
"You little bastard, how dare you?"
As electronic components flew about, Yang Fan's eyes widened with a look of shock.
He never expected Qin Hao to smash the phone to pieces!
After all, this was his turf; what gave the other party the nerve to do this?
While Yang Fan was inwardly shocked, Qin Hao, unfazed, uttered his first words: "Now, there is only one way to keep healthy — slap yourself fifty times and then kneel to apologize to my sister."
Yang Fan thought he misheard and burst into arrogant laughter: "Hahaha, you little bastard, did you get hit in the head? This is my territory, how dare you talk to me like that? Do you believe you won't end up crippled when I'm done with you?"
"Sigh, why must it come to this? I clearly gave you a chance..."
Qin Hao sighed regretfully, his palm transforming into a blur as it struck Yang Fan's face.
Bang!
