"You know Qi Gong!?"
After regaining her composure, Luo Qinhan immediately widened her eyes in disbelief as she stared at Chen Hao.
"No, I don't," Chen Hao didn't want to elaborate on that, so he changed the subject, "Why are you here all by yourself? You're a big celebrity, after all; you can't have sunk so low that nobody cares about you, right?"
As he spoke, Chen Hao reached out and squeezed the iron hoops that were fastened around Luo Qinhan's wrists and ankles. With just a casual squeeze, like crushing a chicken egg, he broke each of the hoops.
Luo Qinhan was even more astonished in her heart.
Is this guy Superman? Or is he a Martial Artist, like the ones my grandfather talks about!?
After taking a deep breath, Luo Qinhan managed to give a wry smile, "Someone drugged my drink, and before I knew it, I ended up in this building, while my team is in another one."
Chen Hao shrugged his shoulders, then said, "You're safe now; you can go."
