"The young master doesn't stoop to your level, that's why you're still alive."
"You actually dare to try stealing the young lady's grilled rabbit?"
"I think you're really tired of living!!"
At those words, Mu Shanshan flipped and landed on the ground, kicking out.
Indeed, Liu Zhongxian is one of the Twelve Evils of Tianfeng.
His martial arts are extraordinary, and even at this moment, he managed to protect his front with his hands.
Mu Shanshan's kick hit directly between his arms, sending him flying backward, and while he was in mid-air, he tried to steady himself... but at that moment, a hand was already on his shoulder.
Turning his head, he saw an old man smiling at him:
"Brother, how about another round?"
"???"
Startled, he felt an overwhelming, unstoppable force suddenly overtaking him.
The force pushed him back with no resistance, obediently returning him to his original place.
