The Strategist's two front teeth were sent flying on the spot.
His face twisted out of shape, and his eyes were no longer even level with each other.
He was sent flying by a single punch!
The Strategist's body spun through the air like a shuttlecock smashed at high speed. He crashed headfirst into a lamppost, which collapsed with a boom. After hitting the ground, he rolled several times before finally stopping.
Stars filled his vision; he could not tell east from west.
His whole body ached; he could not distinguish heart, liver, spleen, or lungs.
His mind was muddled, his brains churning like paste.
His limbs would not coordinate, as if his cerebellum had atrophied.
Zhao Ritian was furious!
The humiliation of being fooled and toyed with enraged him even more than getting beaten up.
You motherfucker, you were still putting on that act?! You were even crying? Acting like the protagonist of some edgy hot-blooded anime, persisting in battle and never giving up! For justice and all that crap...
And you were even fighting for those who could not fight!
Today, I'll beat you until you can't fight anymore!
Zhao Ritian walked over, grabbed his hair from behind, and drove a knee into his lower back.
The Strategist's scalp was yanked backward so hard that his lower eyelids nearly covered his eyeballs.
His entire face was pulled out of shape.
Zhao Ritian punched him again and again, kicked him again and again!
While you can't catch your breath and your head's muddled, I'll beat you to death!
"You won't bow to evil forces! You won't bow to evil forces!"
Zhao Ritian kicked him flying once more!
He charged forward, rammed his head into the Strategist's lower abdomen, then grabbed him and struck from both sides!
"You won't let