Even the boss needs to breathe, and right now, his breathing is becoming problematic. His strength is fading, his legs are failing him, he can't even yell for help. He truly feels like he's at the end of the road.
The situation is critical. The boss frowns deeply. If he doesn't devise a plan soon, he fears he'll once again be defeated by Qian Feng's hand.
"No choice left, but to use this move.", The boss suddenly stopped, freezing in place. Qian Feng watched him, puzzled, wondering if the devil had given up.
Under Qian Feng's observant gaze, the boss raised his fist high and gave a massive punch to his own body. This powerful blow knocked the wind out of him, making him spit blood.
"What the... Has this guy gone mad? What exactly is he up to?" Qian Feng couldn't understand, noticing the boss's cold smile, wiping the blood from his lips and showing no signs of being beaten.