Because once this guy started running, the pain made him grimace and gasp for air. That little shit! I'll never let this go if you dare harm me, Huang Shiren!
But at that moment, he felt an extremely fast figure chasing after him from behind. It was light as smoke, darting around like a horse breaking free from its reins.
Huang Shiren glanced back and cursed relentlessly. You little bastard, what good does it do to let me off just this once? Before long, he was caught up by Li Fei. Just as he was about to beg for mercy, he got a solid kick to the ass and ended up face-planting into the ground—or more precisely, into a pile of dung that was on the verge of drying out.
A foul stench immediately filled Huang Shiren's mouth. Right then and there, he wished to tear Li Fei limb from limb. Within the span of just a few minutes, he had twice made intimate contact with the ground in a manner resembling a dog eating dirt.
