Dong Xiangli really panicked, his legs trembling so much he couldn't even stand.
Looking at the wall that had been smashed open by a huge hole, his back was drenched in cold sweat.
If that strike had hit him, would he still be alive?
Watching Zhang Fan kick another Stone Ball, his heart trembled.
"Help!"
Dong Xiangli was terrified, even though he was being dragged away by his bodyguards, he still screamed for help.
The onlookers around quickly dodged, fearing they would be caught in the disaster!
"Crack!"
The Stone Ball left the ground and streaked through the air.
Under Zhang Fan's kick, it flew straight towards Dong Xiangli.
Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed.
Dammit, this kick had better not go off target. Otherwise, he'd be the laughingstock!
So many brothers from the Face-Slapping Group were watching!
"Bang!"
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the Stone Ball whizzed past Dong Xiangli's forehead.
"Damn, how did that not hit?"
Zhang Fan was furious!
