Chen Bin had just finished a fierce battle with Wen Xinyue and now engaged in a tough fight with Zhang Li.
Meanwhile, Zhao Kang went upstairs, unsure which room it was, and could only knock on each door.
"Chen Bin! Shit! Open the door!!!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Zhao Kang knocked all the way down the hall, attracting countless curses.
By the time he reached Zhang Li's room, he sized up the situation and figured the place he had seen earlier should be nearby, so he knocked harder.
"Chen Bin! You come out now!"
"I'm slaving over work late into the night, and you're screwing my wife here?"
"Wen Xinyue! You slut! How have you not shamelessly died yet?"
Squeak.
The door opened.
It was indeed Chen Bin.
Zhao Kang, with rage surging, clenched his fists and threw a punch.
"I'll thrash you..."
Thud!
Chen Bin's face darkened as he effortlessly dodged, and Zhao Kang crashed heavily to the floor.
