C1586 The Result of Posturing(2)

"Ah Mo was still talking nonsense. He was barely able to withstand Lee Qing's attack, but the strength of his fist had completely exceeded his expectations.

"Bang!"

Ah Mo, who was still nagging, had his chin smashed by the hook in the next moment. His entire body was sent flying upwards.

"F * ck, why is he so weak?" Big Bird, who was thinking of coordinating with Lee Qing