1050 A tyrannical thrashing

Immediately, a groan rang out, and Yamamoto Tsubasa's expression drastically changed. The intense pain in the back of his knees caused a cold sweat to drench his forehead. He hobbled back a few steps.

Yamamoto Tsubasa might've retreated, but Ye Wanwan swiftly shot forward and raised her left arm, as though she was about to slap the right side of Yamamoto Tsubasa's face.

Almost reflexively, Yamamoto Tsubasa raised his arms to block her.

Seeing this, Ye Wanwan lowered her arm and looked at Yamamoto Tsubasa's raised arm position with amusement.

"You played me?!" Yamamoto Tsubasa quickly regained his wits and angrily glared at Ye Wanwan.

However, as soon as Yamamoto Tsubasa spoke, Ye Wanwan raised her left arm again.

Upon seeing this, Yamamoto Tsubasa entered defensive mode reflexively again.

Slap!

Ye Wanwan snorted. She raised her right arm and viciously slapped Yamamoto Tsubasa's left cheek.

"I'll kill you!"