Meanwhile, on the road.
"BAMMM!"
As soon as the fist landed upon Ye Qian's forehead, he didn't even do so as to defend himself as the dark bony fist smashed upon his head.
It was not like he didn't want to defend himself, but more because right now he was not in the condition to defend himself against this upcoming fist which was about to hit him.
As for Yuan Meng who was still begging for Ye Qian to be spared had her face turned pale from fright as she stared at it blankly.
"Qian'er..."
Saying that she lost consciousness.
As for Ye Qian.
After the fist hit him, it had not affected him much given his body, but the car had obviously been pushed for more than a meter or so making one completely frightened by just imagining the amount of strength that the fist would have had.
It would not be shocking to see the head of the person being hit to be smashed like a watermelon being thrown from a great height of at least 10 meters.
