The man took a heavy punch from Liu Mang, not only shattering a number of tables and chairs but also breaking quite a few floor tiles, as he flew about ten meters close to the ground before finally crashing into a wall and stopping.
Although he had taken a heavy punch, the man got up easily as if nothing had happened.
Tearing off the torn clothes from his body and tossing them aside, the man glared coldly at Liu Mang, "You've got some skill with your fast legs. But what's the use of being fast? You can't even harm a single hair on my body."
Liu Mang didn't rush to make a move, sizing up the man; of average height, his body was all sinew and incredibly strong.
With a head of sleek, cropped hair, his small but spirited eyes, and a face full of tough flesh, he emanated a menacing aura.
From that last kick, Liu Mang had figured out that this guy was another tough nut, "What's your relation to Tu Shenghai?"
