A shadowy afterimage flashed by as a whirlwind swept up on the road. In an instant, a figure appeared before Wu Hongda, aiming a kick straight for his throat.
BANG!
With a loud crash, Wu Hongda collapsed to the ground.
"Urk—ah!"
Wu Hongda cried out, spewing a mouthful of fresh blood. From start to finish, he didn't even have a chance to react. By the time he realized he was under attack, a foot was already pressing down on his chest.
Yang Qi looked down at him contemptuously. "Now, can you answer me?"
Lei Yingying and Sun Manman were both utterly speechless. Everything had happened far too quickly, in the blink of an eye. No one had seen clearly what had transpired. By the time they came to their senses, Wu Hongda was already pinned under Yang Qi's foot.
