Wei Gang used a great deal of force, hurling Zhang Damao more than two meters away, and Zhang landed flat on his back on the ground. Fortunately, the weather was cold, and Zhang Damao was wearing plenty of clothes, so he did not feel much pain from the fall.
He lay on the ground, his eyes fixed on the sky that was about to plunge into darkness. He took a deep breath, straightened his body, and stood up again.
He glanced at Wei Gang, who looked as fierce as a fierce deity, said nothing, patted the dirt off his backside, and turned to leave.
Chapter 269