"Zhonghao, zhonghao, how are you?" His brother-in-law was also frightened. The beating just now was extremely satisfying, and he lost his sense of propriety in his excitement. How did he take a picture of that place? what if the great elder's family had no descendants? how would he explain himself?
"I ... I'm fine. Brother-in-law, did it break?" Ling zhonghao woke up and asked weakly.
"No, this ball of air is moving too fast. The surface area of my palm is too small. Why don't we try to hit something with a larger surface area?" Seeing that Ling zhonghao seemed to be fine, his first uncle let out a sigh of relief and said.
"That's fine too!" Ling zhonghao hesitated for a while and then said while gritting his teeth. Although his brother-in-law didn't hit the right place, the pain had weakened a lot. It seemed that this method was still effective.
"Wait a moment, I'll go find a hand-fitting weapon." His brother-in-law said as he walked out of the room.
