His obese body slammed onto the ground, face first, tearing the skin on one entire half of his face, appearing extremely pitiful.
But Leng couldn't dare to stop, as he felt Xiao Han approaching him. Struggling to move his body, Leng tried to escape from here.
Originally, he had several henchmen by his side, but now they had one by one run away from this place.
Nowadays, there are few fools left, the commotion that Xiao Han had caused when he burst out was not something an ordinary person could create. Anyone who stayed was an idiot.
Leng crawled forward, but soon, he couldn't move anymore, a foot stepping on his back as heavy as a mountain.
"Heard you wanted to tear down my house?" Xiao Han's voice came, startling Leng.
"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding." Leng hurriedly said, not caring how clumsy his words sounded, just fearful of what Xiao Han might do to him.
He felt the foot on his back pressing down relentlessly, as if trying to crush him completely.