Ye Cheng, like a long eye behind his back, turned around at will and kicked a handsome side kick, pedaling on Lei Zijin's chest with a violent foot.

Lei Zijin's body was still in mid-air, flying two or three meters overhead, tumbling to the ground, spitting blood at his mouth and howling with his stomach in his arms.

Ye Cheng stepped forward, pedaling on Lei Zijin's face with cold flashes in his eyes. "You're a shrinking tortoise, and you can't disgrace a man by claiming that you're a man. Kicking two of your ribs is a punishment you deserve. Remember not to tangle with Mengzhu in the future, let me...