If anything happens to him under my watch, even if Ma Bomeng and Qiao Qichong are brothers, they'll have to face a bit of torment.
"Courting death."
True to form, just as the young blond raised his mechanical crossbow, Wang Longhu seemed to be seven or eight meters away.
But within a breath, Wang Longhu was in front of him, his fingers darting out like swords.
Bam!
Ma Bomeng blocked with his body. The moment Wang Longhu's fingers touched his chest, it felt like piercing through rubber, instantly dispersing the strength from Wang Longhu's hands.
Ma Bomeng's chest skin slightly sank, completely absorbing, resolving, and redirecting the force so that Wang Longhu's mighty power was like a clay Buddha going into the sea, showing no menace at all.
"The Toad Horizontal Training Cover, interesting." Wang Longhu murmured pensively.
