Kapitel 1057: Our Own Misunderstanding

"Unfilial son, how dare you spout nonsense." Zhang Shizhao slapped his son in the face. Zhang Yuhong had only pretended to be unconscious just now, but now he was really unconscious. He felt the world spin around him, and with a bang, he fell straight to the ground.

Zhang Shizhao's heavy slap made his heart bleed, but he had no choice but to do so.

The elite guards Zhang Yuhong brought with him were supposed to be very strong. Even if he had personally attacked them, he wouldn't have been able to defeat them unscathed.

But now, these so-called elites were lying on the ground, vomiting blood and screaming in pain. On the other hand, Ling Chuxi and the others remained calm and collected. In fact, they looked more as if they were still unsatisfied and wanted more. Especially that guy with a blade in his arms. He had a fierce and cold aura. Even Zhang Shizhao couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.