Zhang Ye was furious. You came to our unit to take liberties with young ladies, and yet you still want to beat people? Do you think you are reasonable? Are you being this lawless just because your father is Wang Shuixin? Get the f**k away! Wang Shuixin’s son? When Zhang Ye heard this, it was an even greater fresh animosity added to an old grudge. He charged forward and blocked before Uncle Wei. As he also knew Taekwondo and had eaten many skill books, he naturally knew the weakness of a roundhouse kick. Its preparation time was too long, and the amount of movement was too much. Hence, Zhang Ye aimed for the appropriate moment and moved up to give a kick, as he quickly kicked Wang Cen’s side hip!
Smash!
Wang Cen was still in the midst of his attack, but this kick, together with his flawed kick’s momentum, caused him to scream out as he slammed into the ground!
Smash! He fell to the ground!
“Aiyah!”