The young man with a flower tattoo had his hand lightly grasped by the opponent, and then a scene that made everyone's eyes widen occurred.
"Ah!"
With a heartbreaking scream, without seeing how the buzz-cut man moved, he just twisted, and the young man with a flower tattoo was directly airborne, completing a 270-degree spin in the air, and then his whole body heavily slammed onto the corridor floor.
"What's with this movie-like action scene?"
Han Zechen stood dumbfounded in place until one scream after another resounded. When several of his companions all fell to the ground, each clutching their hands and wailing, Han Zechen suddenly woke up to realize he was the only one still standing.
"Wait, brother, law-abiding society, there's..."
The phrase "let's talk nicely" hadn't even had a chance to leave his mouth before his flank was subjected to a fierce blow, as if someone had swung an iron hammer at him.
