"Fuck, dare to fool me? Do you want to die, bitch?"
Bao Yuan was stunned for a moment, then his face twisted into a ferocious snarl as he slapped Ye Xiaoning.
"Smack!"
Even though Bao Yuan hadn't intended to kill and hadn't used True Qi, the sheer force in his palm, as big as a fan, was enough to send Ye Xiaoning flying.
With that slap, Ye Xiaoning was flung into the Ferrari, then crashed to the ground, motionless, one side of her face bearing the swollen imprint of five thick fingers, and blood trickling slowly from the corner of her mouth.
"Xiao Ning!"
Xu Yixue instantly let out a heart-wrenching wail, and Chen Shiyu, seeing the blood beneath Ye Xiaoning, also felt a surge of immense sadness well up inside her.
"Xu Yixue, can't you hear? If you don't get out of the car and come with us now, I can assure you your friend will die a horrible death."
Bao Yuan, with a cold gaze fixed on the inside of the car, spoke with a voice cold as ice, smirking and licking his lips.