Ding Yulong’s lackey was sent flying by a single kick.
No one present was quite sure how much force had been behind that kick. They only saw the man soar more than two meters through the air before slamming into the ground, letting out a pitiful, agonizing wail.
Jiang Chen walked forward, his heavy-soled leather shoes striking the floor with a rhythmic *tap, tap, tap*.
Chapter 228