He Mingkaiâs punch had just been completely crushed by Lin Yan.
âYou... Do you have a death wish?â He Mingkai glared at Lin Yan menacingly.
However, no matter what he did, Lin Yan was like a huge mountain. She held He Mingkaiâs fist like a mountain between two tigers. He Mingkai wanted to retract his fist but he didnât budge an inch. He was helpless even though he was using all his strength.
âF*ck...â
Mo Shuyun was taken aback.
He had assumed that Lin Yan was just a girl without much strength, so if she were to compete with He Mingkai, she would be at a disadvantage.
However, Mo Shuyun realized that he had been wrong. How could she be a weak woman? She was a tigress!
Lin Yan didnât look like an ordinary person at all. She seemed to be merely practicing!
âLin Yan, do you have a death wish? Let go!â
He Mingkai, who felt like he couldnât hold back his anger any longer, bellowed at Lin Yan.
âYouâre too chatty.â Lin Yan scanned him coldly.
âWhat did you say?â He Mingkai bellowed.
Lin Yan didnât continue. Instead, she clenched her fists tightly.
âAhhh!â
He Mingkai suddenly wailed in pain when he heard Lin Yan.
Lin Yanâs palm seemed to contain immense force. He Mingkai felt as though his fist was about to be crushed by Lin Yan.
He had never imagined that a girl like Lin Yan would have such terrifying strength. He was a man, yet he couldnât break free from her grip!
âLin Yan, what are you trying to do? Are you suicidal?â He Xiong bellowed at Lin Yan. âLet go of Mingkai!â
Lin Yan obeyed and relinquished her grip.
He Mingkai finally stopped wailing.
He glared at Lin Yan as he regained his freedom. He was about to retort when he saw Lin Yan raise her arm. Before he knew what had happened, he heard a loud, crisp sound. A moment later, he felt giddy and his mind went blank.
Everyone watched as Lin Yan relinquished her grip on He Mingkaiâs fist and slapped him hard across the face.
Her slap made He Mingkai spin a few times.
Everyone was dumbstruck as they watched He Mingkai spin around on the spot...
No one had expected that Lin Yan would really attack him.
âThis slap was for Grandfather.â
Lin Yan stood beside He Mingkai, looking stoic.
âYou... Lin Yan, are you out of your mind? How dare you hit me?â He Mingkai snapped back to his senses as he stroked his bleeding nose.
âBang!â
He Mingkai had just finished his sentence when Lin Yan punched him in the face.
When her punch landed on He Mingkai, he felt as though he had flown out of the room and crashed against the wooden table.
âThis punch was for He Lefeng.â Lin Yan strode over to He Mingkai slowly and grabbed his collar as he tried to get up.
âWhoosh!â
He Mingkai was dumbfounded as he swung his fist once more.
âThis punch is for all the help...â
Lin Yan was puzzled. âWho did you punch?â
He Mingkai was speechless...
Mo Shuyun was speechless...
He Lefeng was speechless...
Everyone present was speechless...