C1288 One Minute Fifty Seconds

In the eyes of Curly Hair, Lin Fann was just a weakling. His body was weak and could not withstand a single blow. His one punch could have completely knocked him down to the ground. To be more accurate, he should have peed his pants before his fist had even arrived.

In the instant that he fell into a trance, a big hand slapped over. His speed was so fast that he could not see it at all