Seeing Wang Chen approach aggressively, Zhang Xiaoting's face showed a disdainful expression.
In his eyes, Wang Chen was not only a poor bumpkin from the countryside but also a weakling with a lean and scrawny physique.
He often hung around the gym, and although he spent most of his time there picking up girls, he had also learned a few moves from a fitness coach.
Moreover, he often bullied others, and over time he had picked up some fighting techniques.
Therefore, he believed that dealing with a weakling like Wang Chen would hardly require any effort.
In the midst of his thoughts, he had already closed the distance with Jiang Chen.
Raising his hand, his right fist struck out, aiming directly for Wang Chen's face.
His punch was extremely fast, and the target area was particularly ruthless.
Seeing this scene unfold, Lin Wanrou truly sweated bullets for Wang Chen.
