บท 1288: This... Is How Wang Teng Does Things! (2)

"You're stubborn." Wang Teng weighed the Lightning Slap forming in his hand and moved it over Swait's head, as if he was trying to find the most suitable spot to strike.

"What are you doing?" Swait's expression changed. He felt the pain in the back of his head, which was clearly caused by something, then realized what it was when he got a clear view of it.

Huo Qiya's mouth twitched when he saw this. There was an inexplicable sense of familiarity welling up in his heart.

"Don't worry. You won't die." The Lightning Slap glowed with lightning and continued to magnify in Swait's eyes.

Bang, bang, bang…

Swoop! Boom!

The dull sounds were accompanied with slight roars of thunder as the attack landed on Swait's head.

Big bumps appeared on the shiny bald head, which started swelling up at a visible speed.

His body was still twitching.

"Bastard!

"Wang Teng, you will die a terrible death~

"Stop!

"Sob…"