The youth had one hand outstretched forward and everyone could see the last bit of blood being sucked into his palm whilst Teng -[who had the same expression of shock he had when the strike was about to land plastered on his face]- was standing to his side unhurt…
"I hate people who hit others from behind!"
[Damn, that came out wrong!]
Min Hong almost keeled over in laughter at the irony of his statement, considering how many girls he had screwed from behind…
But this was not the time to be thinking of that, thus, he glided forward at a leisurely pace with occasional flaps of his artistic wings…
The moment Min Hong moved, Teng followed right behind him, and it was only then that everyone noticed that there was another figure of a boy who was just about Min Hong's mate on every level except for the fact that Min Hong seemed a bit grander, compact, full and vault-like; it was like as if 99.999 percent of Min Hong was still locked away…
