C75 The Wang Family of the Provincial Capital
"Ha!"
He exhaled and opened his mouth!
Wang Ming was like an arrow released from a bow.
Crack!
Yang Shu in front of him seemed to have been hit by a huge axe, making a sound as if he could not bear it anymore.
Wood splinters flew everywhere.
Wang Ming's fist was suspended in the air in the shape of a hammer. The poplar tree fell from ninety degrees to thirty degrees from the ground