He Must Have Taken Drugs (3)

Zhang Qiqiu turned and charged toward Jing Ze, who retreated and ducked. The onlookers all believed that Jing Ze was only dodging as he had no chance of counterattacking at all.

But Jing Ze's expression became increasingly shocked.

He could see it…

All of Zhang Qiqiu's moves. He could see them all clearly.

It was as if Zhang Qiqiu's speed had slowed down.

No…

It was his own speed that had increased.

Joy surged in Jing Ze's heart at this discovery. Just at that moment, Zhang Qiqiu unleashed another punch, and Jing Ze remained standing there, unmoving. It was like he had been petrified on the spot.

"Oh no, even if Jing Ze doesn't die today, he'll end up half-dead."

"He's no match for Zhang Qiqiu at all. This is just a one-sided beating." Everyone was convinced that Jing Ze was dead-meat.

But right before Zhang Qiqiu's fist landed on Jing Ze, the latter's head shifted slightly.