A sandbag-sized fist smashed into a bodyguard's body, and the other person seemed as if his eyeballs were about to pop out, as if this punch would expel his organs.
Both hands clutching his chest, he kneeled directly onto the ground, while Zhong Tian was already swinging his fists left and right, continuously launching his punches at the rushing bodyguards.
With each punch thrown, the bodyguards seemed to be throwing themselves into his fists voluntarily, and with every punch from Zhong Tian, inevitably someone would be sent flying like a sandbag.
"My, my God." The employees of Lin's Group were dumbfounded, is this guy even human?
The receptionist also looked shocked, her cherry-small mouth agape wide enough to fit an egg. Could this chubby guy really be Marshal Tian Peng, Zhu Bajie?
