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The fist wrapped in anger landed heavily on Ling Ao Jing's handsome face. There was only the muffled sound of bones and flesh as a dull pain assaulted him.

"F * ck!" He threw a punch at his boss after saying the word "kung fu". If he dared to hit his boss, he would definitely lose his life!

"Martial Way." Ling Ao Jing stopped him.

He raised his hand to wipe it away