"Hmph, damn foreigner, take my punch." The big guy said, swinging his fist with full force. The strength he exerted was indeed powerful, causing a faint dust to disperse from the explosion of power, and a fierce wind accompanied the punch.
Jackie wasn't too concerned initially, but seeing this posture, he was slightly surprised. He quickly rolled to the side and then flipped to dodge.
"Damn, he actually dodged it. Damn foreigner, can you at least show some manliness? Dodging around like a turtle grandson." The big guy was a bit angry. He had put in so much effort, but this guy neither took the hit nor faced him, showing no intention to fight back.
"Hehe, who said I must meet you head-on? Dodging is my freedom, right?" Jackie found it a bit amusing. Not taking the hit makes him a turtle grandson? Does standing there to get beaten up make him a man?
