This posture looks like someone got kicked in the face by a horse's hind leg.
"Ouch!" Yang Chen was completely unprepared, getting kicked squarely in the face, and instinctively cried out in pain.
"Boss, what's wrong? Is there a situation ahead?" Night Fire from behind vaguely heard some commotion and couldn't help asking.
Because he wasn't directly following behind Yang Chen, he didn't know what happened at the front.
"No, nothing!" Yang Chen's face was full of embarrassment. If his brothers found out about this, where would he put his face? Naturally, he didn't dare to say anything.
At the same time, from the front came the indignant voice of Left Envoy Yang, "If you dare touch me again, I'll chop off your hand!"
Yang Chen grinned awkwardly, let out a dry laugh as a response.
Behind.
Bam!
Meng Po punched Yang Chen hard on the shin.
"Hiss!" Yang Chen grimaced, the pain was too much, Meng Po really struck with hatred!
"Master! What are you doing!" Meng Po said angrily.
