One step, two steps, three steps...
A man and a woman were approaching Ling Chen's position step by step. Ling Chen, who was lying on the ground, could even faintly hear their breathing.
This way, they would eventually find him.
He thought to himself. Seeing a foot press down on the weeds in front of him, Ling Chen no longer hesitated. His body, pressed against the ground, suddenly burst up. His fists were like a thousand pounds, smashing towards the patterned woman in front of him.
Caught off guard, the patterned woman didn't even have time to react. Her chest had already been heavily struck by Ling Chen's punch, causing her to stagger backward, her face instantly turning pale.
Ling Chen glanced at her and saw the patterned woman's ample left breast had caved in and had not bounced back. Seeing this, he smirked and mockingly said, "So it was just a bra supporting fake breasts. You're really dishonest, Taiping Princess."
