Slap!!!
A crisp sound echoed as Su Peng was sent staggering by a slap.
And from the corner of his mouth trickled threads of scarlet blood, as a vivid red palm print quickly appeared on his handsome face.
"You... you dare to hit me?"
Su Peng glared at Ye Feng with eyes practically shooting fire. This bastard had just talked about making things even, yet before his words had finished, he had taken the first swing.
However, Ye Feng simply let out a cold laugh:
"When I slap you, not only does your face hurt, but my hand hurts too! It's the relationship between action and reaction, which is to say, when I hit you, we are actually always even!"
After saying this, Ye Feng stepped forward rapidly and swung his palm, delivering another 'slap' that made Su Peng stagger once more!
But that was not all; Ye Feng then grabbed Su Peng by the collar, his palms striking left and right!
Slap slap slap!!!
