"Let go of me, do you know who the hell I am?" Wang Ba was easily subdued by Chu Mo, immediately turning red with rage as he bellowed.
"I have no interest in knowing what kind of creature you are, but I'll make it clear to you, I want to beat you up today!" Chu Mo said coldly.
"You dare!"
Slap!
Aah!
Without another word, Chu Mo raised his hand and gave Wang Ba a resounding slap on the face, sending the 150-pound man flying.
"You dare hit me?" Wang Ba scrambled up, his eyes filled with rage.
"So what if I hit you? I did hit you!" Chu Mo said, raising his hand for another slap on his face.
"Damn it!" At that moment, Wang Ba completely lost it and roared, "You think just because you have Ling Yajing covering for you, you can do whatever you please? I have my own backing."
Slap!
Chu Mo didn't say a word, delivering another harsh slap. Wang Ba's mouth nearly twisted, totally dumbfounded. This guy was like a demon, slapping without even blinking.