"Can't beat me?"
Sun Qiang's voice rose several octaves, and he felt even more embarrassed!
Turning to look at Ling Feng, he couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"
Ling Feng: "I am your nemesis!"
"What do you mean?" Sun Qiang was dumbfounded.
Ling Feng laughed softly and, without any visible movement, had already slapped Sun Qiang across the face.
"Smack!"
Like the final crack of a whip, the crisp sound of the slap echoed throughout the swimming hall!
Sun Qiang, weighing over 150 pounds, spun around twice on the spot before coming to a stop, one side of his face instantly resembling a pig's head!
"Now that I've hit you, I guess that makes me your nemesis, right?" Ling Feng asked with a smile.
The bystanders were all stupefied. Was there even such a way of doing things?
Sun Qiang too was baffled, first by the shock of being hit, and then by Ling Feng's attitude!
At that moment, he wore an expression of terror, covering his face: "You, you dare to hit me..."
