Long Busuan Keeps Courting Death

Roar—

Long Busuan defeated Ao Miaomiao in one move. His huge body rolled and spun in the air, and his enormous dragon head stood upright in the air, showing a triumphant expression. Then he laughed loudly.

Ha ha ha ha!

"You little wench, I've already said that fighting is a man's job. You should go home and learn needlework and do what a girl should do!"

"Always shouting and fighting outside, showing your face in public, this really affects a girl's image, otherwise she won't be able to get married in the future."

Ao Miaomiao's face turned ashen with anger, and she gritted her teeth.

He was so arrogant just because he won by a single move; his attitude made her want to beat him up.

However, he was seriously injured at this moment and was no longer able to fight the opponent.

"Elder sister!"

Ao Shanshan flew to Ao Miaomiao's side, her eyes red and tears welling up in them.

"Sister, are you injured? Is it serious? Are you alright?"

She quickly took out a Healing Pill and put it into Ao Miaomiao's mouth.

"Sister, quickly swallow this pill!"

Ao Miaomiao stared at her mischievous younger sister with her beautiful eyes and asked in confusion, "Shanshan, where did you get this top-grade Healing Pill?"

"This thing is very expensive, and you don't have much money on you. How can you afford it?"

"Oh!"

Ao Shanshan said casually, "This was given to me by my Eldest Brother before. He told me to carry it with me for self-defense."

If you get injured someday, swallowing this will help your injuries heal quickly.

Upon hearing this, Ao Miaomiao's expression changed. Wasn't Hua Qiang being far too kind to her sister?

"Hey kid, hiding behind a woman won't help. That little wench can't protect you!"

You think you can be Little White- skinned? I despise people like you the most!

Get your ass up here and let's fight! Of course, you can also just admit defeat.

However, there will be a small punishment—you have to shout in front of everyone in the theater, "I'm not a man!"

...Hahaha!"

Long Busuan's extremely arrogant voice echoed in the air, carrying a strong sense of mockery and disdain.

The crowd at the scene burst into laughter at Long Busuan's words.

Their gazes all turned to Hua Qiang, their eyes filled with amusement and anticipation for a good show.

It's as if I can already see Hua Qiang making a fool of himself.

Hua Qiang shook his head slightly, thinking to himself, "Isn't it better to be alive? Why do you have to seek death?"

With a slight movement of his body, he instantly appeared in the air like a black phantom, standing steadily in front of Long Busuan.

"Are you done talking?"

Hua Qiang's voice was calm and deep, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, as if Long Busuan's humiliating words had not been directed at him.

"Gah..."

Long Busuan's mouth gaped open, momentarily speechless, still struggling to process the meaning of Hua Qiang's brief four words.

"Kid, what do you mean?"

He finally came to his senses, his eyes filled with anger and confusion, and loudly Wen Dao.

"Heh, looks like you're a brainless idiot too. You've been used as a pawn without realizing it, and you're still gloating over it."

Hua Qiang said coldly, a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"Damn it, you bastard, how dare you call me stupid! I'll bite you to death!"

Long Busuan was thoroughly enraged by Hua Qiang's words. At this moment, he was still in his enormous dragon form, his huge dragon mouth opened, revealing sharp, dagger-like teeth, and he bit down on Hua Qiang with a gust of bloody wind.

Hua Qiang shook his head helplessly again, his eyes still devoid of any emotion, as if he were facing not a ferocious dragon, but a weak and helpless kitten.

He raised his hand and casually threw a punch, as if it were nothing.

"Buzz..." A violent tremor suddenly occurred in the air, as if the entire space was shaking.

Long Busuan suddenly felt as if the space he was in had become tangible. The originally invisible air was now like an impenetrable wall, tightly squeezing his body and making him unable to move at all.

His eyes widened in terror as he tried to struggle, but found his body completely unresponsive.

Just then, a huge fist rapidly appeared in his eyes, growing larger and larger until it filled his entire field of vision.

Long Busuan's pores instantly burst open, because he clearly felt an extreme danger, a crisis that concerned his life, as if his soul would be scattered in the next second.

He wanted to open his mouth wide and shout something, to beg for mercy, to ask Hua Qiang to let him go, but his throat felt as if it were being choked by an invisible hand, and he couldn't make a sound.

He twisted his body desperately, trying to avoid the fatal blow that was about to come.

However, it was all in vain; he could only watch helplessly as the enormous fist pounded down on his head.

"Bang!"

With a deafening roar, Long Busuan's head, which had been incredibly hard to him, was now as brittle as a watermelon, and was instantly blasted apart by Hua Qiang's seemingly casual punch.

Red, white, yellow... all sorts of colors mixed together, blooming in the air like dazzling fireworks, the bloody scene was shocking.

"Thump!"

The enormous dragon corpse fell from the sky and crashed heavily to the ground with a dull thud, creating a deep crater.

Everyone present was stunned by what they saw. Their mouths were agape, their eyes were wide open, and their faces were filled with shock and disbelief.

Long Busuan, who had just been swaggering and displaying explosive combat power, was an incomparably powerful figure in everyone's eyes. Yet, he was simply blown to the head by Hua Qiang with a single, nonchalant punch. This was beyond their comprehension.

Among the crowd, several people's legs began to tremble slightly, their hearts filled with fear.

They originally thought Hua Qiang was just a coward hiding behind a woman, someone Long Busuan could easily manipulate, but now it seems they were terribly wrong.

Hua Qiang's seemingly casual punch revealed terrifying and extreme strength, making them realize that Hua Qiang was the one they truly couldn't afford to offend.

"This... how is this possible?" Someone in the crowd finally broke the silence, letting out an incredulous exclamation.

"Yes, Long Busuan is a well-known formidable figure in this area. How could he be defeated with just one punch..." Another person chimed in, his voice trembling slightly.

"Who exactly is he? How can he have such terrifying strength?" some people whispered among themselves, their eyes filled with awe and fear.

Those who had been mocking Hua Qiang before now lowered their heads in shame, their faces burning with embarrassment.

They felt remorse for their previous ignorance and stupidity, and at the same time, they were filled with deep fear of Hua Qiang.

They couldn't imagine what would have happened if they had been the ones who had just provoked Hua Qiang.

Ao Shanshan was still worried about her sister Ao Miaomiao's injury, but now, seeing Hua Qiang so easily defeat Long Busuan, her eyes were filled with admiration.

She gripped Ao Miaomiao's arm tightly and said excitedly, "Sister, look, Eldest Brother is so amazing! He's so strong!"

Ao Miaomiao nodded slightly, a beautiful smile appearing on her face.

Hua Qiang stood quietly in the air, his eyes calmly scanning the crowd below.

There was no hint of smugness in his eyes, as if everything he had just done was a trivial matter.

Then he slowly opened his mouth and said, "I hope you will all remember what happened today."

Don't easily provoke people you shouldn't, otherwise, the consequences will be unbearable.