"Get out of the way-"
Li junyu's expression changed when he saw Bo Hanyuan suddenly approaching him.
He lowered his voice and scolded in a deep voice.
However, Bo Hanyuan ignored him.
As he neared li junyu, he had already taken off the white glove on his right hand.
A slender and beautiful palm with a distinct bone ring was revealed.
Bo Hanyuan's left hand was on the armrest of the sofa li junyu was sitting on, and he was leaning down.
His right hand touched li junyu's broad shoulder.
The next second, unsurprisingly, li junyu suddenly stood up.
Without any mercy, he punched Bo Hanyuan's tough and tight abdominal muscles.
If Bo Hanyuan had not been prepared, he would have fallen to the ground and groaned in pain, holding his stomach.
He, on the other hand, only grunted and instinctively took a step back.
It gave li junyu the space to get up and distance himself from him.
Bo Hanyuan was confused.
