C633 My Strength Is Still too Small

"You're so annoying …"

Ji Hongqi punched towards Wang Xiaolong's face.

Wang Xiaolong slightly lowered his head, allowing Ji Hongqi's fist to hit his forehead.

Ka-cha! *

Ji Hongqi's wrist was fractured, so he leaned back and let out a blood-curdling scream.

Wang Xiaolong's forehead was naturally unscathed.

He didn't even let Ji Hongqi actually fall down