Fu Keqi was still in shock when Mianmian's fist had already reached her face.
This punch was even stronger than the one that had merely knocked Fu Keqi out before; her face was smashed askew and she hit the wall directly.
She spat out a mouthful of black blood, her body unable to feel the pain, but the abnormality in the bones of her face still made Fu Keqi realize that something was very wrong. She raised her hand to touch her face, and only then did she feel that it no longer looked the same as before.
She was disfigured, she had been disfigured!
Fu Keqi was seething with resentment.
She was now a green Zombie, and for ordinary people, their bodily defenses were quite high.
But no matter how high Fu Keqi's defenses were, they were no match for Mianmian's punch which smashed her face askew.
"So you're this tough now," Mianmian remarked with a sigh, her small body zipping in front of Fu Keqi with another punch.