A flurry of critical hits.
The opponent howled ghostly and wolfishly as Ye Tian landed his blows, eventually fainting inadvertently.
Ye Tian spat disdainfully: "Pah, such trash. I barely showed you some color and you passed out so quickly. How boring."
Ye Tian forcibly roused Jiang Renhong from his drunken stupor, only to beat him up once more.
Jiang Renhong wailed miserably: "Ye Tian, you dare to touch me, I'll make you wish you were dead! Just you wait and see, you bastard!"
Ye Tian sneered, contempt written all over his face: "Do people nowadays bluff without even bothering to draft it first?"
In terrible pain and nearly passing out, Jiang Renhong retorted: "You... just you wait, you'll realize how serious this is soon enough!"
Ye Tian looked at Jiang Renhong indifferently: "Sure, I'll wait."
