Song Bao sprinted towards Chen Wei, and to the bystanders, his figure and even his fists were as fast as lightning. If it had been themselves, they certainly wouldn't even know how they died.
The women smitten by Chen Wei's handsome features couldn't help but worry about him, concerned that Song Bao, unleashing his full strength, really would incapacitate him.
Not to mention that Chen Wei was such a handsome man, if they saw a beautiful ornament being destroyed before their eyes, they too would feel heartache.
Bang!
"What!"
But the next second, they realized that their worries were completely unnecessary.
Song Bao was indeed powerful, but that depends on who he was matched against.
Facing Chen Wei, even though it seemed his fist was about to smash into his face, in the end, the one that got punched squarely in the face was himself.
The speed was so fast that Song Bao hadn't even time to see clearly when his nose bridge shattered and collapsed.