A Punch

One punch.

Han Sen felt as if he had just enjoyed a nice sleep. He felt so good that he almost groaned.

He opened his eyes. What he saw in front of him gave him a shock. He wasn't able to figure out what had happened to him in the space of a second.

Han Sen only remembered the black crystal armor dragging him into a reverse tunnel. He had kept falling and falling until he lost consciousness.

Han Sen thought he was done for. It seemed as if the black crystal armor was content to kill him, but that wasn't what happened. It was like he had just slept.

When he woke up. Han Sen noticed he was naked and curled up in the remnants of a broken eggshell. Wan'er was missing, and a middle-aged man was standing in front of him. He was staring at his body with a greedy look in his eyes.