Two Slaps
編集者: Henyee Translations
Old Liu quickly staggered back, sweat oozing out of his forehead. He looked at Yang Song angrily and shook his painful calf with a bloodthirsty smile.
"Very good. It seems that I've met my match today. In that case, I won't stand on ceremony."
Immediately after, he rushed over like a cannonball and punched Yang Song in the face. Yang Song did not dodge. Just as Old Liu's fist was about to land on his face, Yang Song suddenly dodged to the side and kicked Old Liu in the chest with his right foot.
The sound of bones cracking could be heard. Old Liu groaned, and Yang Song's expression changed drastically. Both sides took a step back.
Old Liu put his hands behind his back. In a place where Yang Song could not see, his hands were trembling slightly. Yang Song was the same. Although he did not show it on his face, his legs were trembling slightly. It was obvious that the two of them had suffered a blow.