Chapter 8 (2/2)

With his fist clenched, Huo Guang stepped forward.

”What are you going to do? If anyone dares to hit me, I'll punish him Zhao Tiande and his wife all split their ways.

”Pa!”

A bright red palm print appeared on Zhao Tiande's face.

”Dare you hit me?”

”Pa!” ”Pa!” ”Pa!”

Yan Chuan didn't stop. Huo Guang slapped him one hand after another. In a flash, Zhao Tiande's face became swollen, his mouth was not clear, and he was terrified.

”Don't fight, don't fight!” Zhao Tiande immediately let go.

”Pa!” ”Pa!”

In Huoguang, it doesn't stop.

”Please, don't hit me. My tooth is missing. Don't hit it!”

Yan Chuan coldly watched, Zhao Tiande's previous arrogance was completely beaten down, there was no escape, and he immediately begged for mercy.

”Stop!” Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

Huo Guang stops immediately, and Zhao Tiande falls and crawls over his face and looks at Huo Guang in horror. It's not until the end of the palm that you put down your hand, but your face is swollen and out of shape.

At the same time, he looked at Huo Guang with resentment.

Yan Chuan looked at the body of the old Taoist who was scattered by his will on the ground. His eyes were cold.

”Tell me, why do you want to harm me? Everything comes!” Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.