Zhou Chen did not have the time to check the details. He used the Eight Desolates True Energy to punch the side because he saw the middle-aged fatty had gotten up. Not only was he not dead after being hit by the punch, but he also immediately counterattacked and charged over.
Zhou Chen's punch was firm, sending the charging middle-aged fatty flying again. Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth as he fell to the ground.
However, this time too, the fatty was not dead. He got up from the ground with some difficulty and began to flee with all his might.
"Now you know to escape? You might have had a chance if you ran earlier."
Zhou Chen felt that there was something wrong with this fatty's head. When he was sent flying by his first punch, he did not immediately escape and even charged over to counterattack. Now that he was injured, he was trying to run away.
