Heavy Strike
Editor: Atlas Studios
Suddenly, he felt a weight on his shoulders.
Before Su Zhongjie's ugly smile faded, a firm fist had already landed on his face.
He didn't even see who hit him clearly before his brain buzzed and he fell to the ground.
Rong Linyi couldn't remember how many years… it had been since he last hit someone.
All these years, the only thing that he hit when he exercised was the cold gym equipment.
But when he saw Su Zhongjie reaching out his hands to touch Su Yanyun, Rong Linyi would rather dirty his own hands than let his woman be violated.
Su Zhongjie was punched so hard that he fell to the ground. He felt dizzy and his neck was almost broken.
He struggled to raise his head, wanting to see who had the guts to ruin his night. Unfortunately, his vision was blurry, and he only saw a pair of long legs sweep past him.
Rong Linyi had already knelt down beside Su Yanyun and washed his hands briefly in the water.