The john coming from the other direction was also dumbfounded.
A moment ago, he thought Xiao Tian was doomed after offending Zhou He, but in the next second, he saw Xiao Tian slap Le Li away with a single hand.
The middle-aged man rubbed his eyes hard, feeling that he must have seen it wrong.
This, how is this possible?
With just one slap, he sent a person spinning 720 degrees in the air!
How much force does that take?
"Oh my god, this guy is too freakish. Luckily, he's not one to set up a sex trap; otherwise, I'd be doomed." The middle-aged man was sweating profusely, his legs trembling uncontrollably, as though he might collapse at any moment.
Xiao Tian ignored the gazes of those around him, and picked Le Li up like a chick, asking coldly, "Be honest, what's your purpose in coming to Shanghai this time? And where is Fan Ming hiding now?"
