"Qin Chuan, if you dare lay a finger on me, I'll make you eat..."
Before he could finish speaking, Sun Feng felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, followed by a chill from his lower body.
Accompanied by a cracking sound like an egg breaking, a piercing pain surged from his lower body straight to his head.
Sun Feng's features contorted, and he immediately fell to the ground, desperately covering his crotch with his hands.
Shattered.
Truly shattered.
Anyone who has ever experienced such pain knows that even a slight bump is enough to cause agonizing suffering.
At this moment, Sun Feng wasn't just kicked hard; it was completely shattered.
Large beads of cold sweat instantly soaked his clothes, and his face turned ashen.
If regret medicine existed in this world, Sun Feng would spend his fortune to buy one.
Unfortunately, there's no "if"; some things are simply broken and can't be mended.
