The man who burst in paid no attention to Liu Jiang, lunging straight at Chen Zhezhe with a whistling gust of wind in his fists.
Chen Zhezhe raised a hand to block, but felt an immense, rebound-heavy force behind the punch. As their fists and palms collided, it felt as though someone was tugging at his arm, dragging him up from the sofa against his will.
Then, with a trip from the man's foot, a punch landed squarely in Chen Zhezhe's lower abdomen, sending him hurtling backward like a kite with a snapped string—
Chapter 158