This trash, Su Han never took them seriously—a casual two punches sent them flying.
He walked over leisurely, and Chen Changsheng's face grew even uglier.
"Cripple him!"
Chen Changsheng's face turned livid, furiously cursing. At his command, the five or six men beside him charged fiercely.
Su Han's expression remained unchanged, not even sparing those trash a glance. He was fixated on Li Wan'er. Seeing her tear-stained face, his heart ached immensely.
It was all his fault for not taking good care of her, allowing her to suffer such humiliation.
"Bang!"
As if a storm had erupted, a fierce Qi burst forth from Su Han's side. With a snap, he flipped those men over to the ground!
"Ah—!"
Their screams echoed, their chests felt as if smashed by boulders, the pain unbearable.
A flicker of fright crossed Chen Changsheng's eyes. Seeing Su Han approaching, he involuntarily stepped back.
He wanted to call for help, but there was no one left standing behind him.
