"What did you say?" Xiao Si was greatly shocked; he even felt like he had misheard.
"I said, get lost!" Su Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Asking for death!" Xiao Si suddenly grew angry, his face twisted into a ferocious grin as he raised his hand and commanded, "Beat him!"
Xiao Yuan's mind tensed, just about to say something, but then he saw Su Chen lifting his foot.
"Bang!!!"
Su Chen's kick, utterly merciless and extremely fast, swift as thunder, landed squarely on Xiao Si's lower abdomen.
Clearly visible, Xiao Si's body bent into a bow shape and he crashed heavily onto the ground, or more precisely, sat down hard.
Then, Xiao Si's body, out of control, slid back six or seven meters and slammed into a display stand in the center of the hall before stopping.
"Boom boom boom..."
The glass display stand shattered into a myriad of pieces.
