Mo Shiche's dark eyes narrowed coldly, and almost immediately, he set Luo Qiangwei down and shielded her behind himself. He raised his hand to seize the man's wrist, forcefully twisting it while his long leg shot up, kicking towards the man's leg bone.
The man from the Miao clan was obviously no match for him, and was quickly brought down, wailing in pain.
Luo Qiangwei watched from the sidelines, both terrified and yet slightly exhilarated, "Ah, President Mo looks so cool when he's fighting."
Mo Shiche stepped on the man's wrist, looming over him with a cold stare, "Who sent you here?"
No matter how he asked, the man wouldn't reveal who sent him, so...
...ten minutes later, the man from the Miao clan found himself hung upside down from a tree branch by his own belt. Mo Shiche plucked some very sweet fruits and placed them... right in the middle of his... trousers...
