Standing by the wall, Qin Tian pointed at it with his finger and said, "Kick it, use some strength."
Wang Yu looked at Qin Tian with confusion, then stepped back a few paces, took several deep breaths, gathered all his strength in his right foot, and with a swift turn, he viciously kicked the wall.
After a loud "bang", a large hole appeared in the wall. Wang Yu was completely unprepared, and having kicked the wall too hard, he couldn't stop himself and crashed headfirst into it, immediately developing an egg-sized bump on his forehead.
"Fuck!"
Wang Yu cursed, retracted his foot, and crouched on the ground, rubbing his forehead nonstop, the pain almost making tears fall.
Qin Tian, the heartless guy, watched Wang Yu in this state completely indifferent, holding a lunch box in his left hand and using chopsticks in his right to constantly shovel food into his mouth, even letting out a few dry chuckles.
