When Zhao Bing's vicious kick came, Ye Chen remained motionless until Zhao Bing closed in, at which point Ye Chen delivered a merciless punch, slamming into the man's face. It was as if Zhao Bing had been struck by a train, as he flew away horizontally!
"Bang!"
Zhao Bing's body crashed to the ground, his face smeared with blood, his nose bridge collapsed from Ye Chen's blow; however, he still didn't lose consciousness. He lay powerless on the ground, staring fixedly at Ye Chen, his eyes brimming with boundless fear.
Seeing Zhao Bing's miserable state, Zhang Xinlan shivered and said to Ye Chen, "Why did you hit him so hard? You didn't kill him, did you?"
"It's fine, it's just a little lesson for him, to let him know not to curse people randomly!" Ye Chen replied. His parents had died early, and he really minded people insulting his family.
