He couldn't help but ask, "Who exactly are you?"
Chen Yang sneered, "The dead don't need to know too much!"
After speaking, Chen Yang stomped his left foot on the ground, using the rebounding force to charge instantly towards Long Shenfeng.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
He moved as fast as lightning, arriving in front of Long Shenfeng in the blink of an eye.
He clenched his right fist, like a meteor breaking through the atmosphere, and struck towards the face of Long Shenfeng.
This punch, with all of Chen Yang's strength, was more than a dozen times more powerful than a cannonball firing from its chamber.
Long Shenfeng could only choose to retreat or dodge; if he did, Chen Yang would follow up with a groin kick, ensuring Long Shenfeng would have no descendants.
But Long Shenfeng did not act as Chen Yang wished; instead of retreating, he advanced, throwing a punch towards Chen Yang's face.
