"Slap!"
A slap landed on the face of the man in the suit, while Liu Hun's right hand remained still, as if it had not moved at all. However, the crisp sound that resembled the crunching of fried soybeans and the four finger marks on the man's face said it all—he had been slapped!
The man in the suit was stunned. He hadn't seen Liu Hun make his move at all, but why did his face hurt?
"Didn't catch that, now did ya? Well, this time I'll go slower! Watch my hand closely, eh! See, it's moving toward your face nice and slow... And then..." Liu Hun spoke while slowly extending his hand toward the man's face, as if slowing down a movie reel.
"Slap!"
Another hefty slap struck the man in the suit on the face, sending him staggering back two steps, clutching his own face and glowering at Liu Hun, "You dare mock me! I'll cripple you!"
