"Iron Head, so you're Iron Head, huh?"
Iron Head had killed two of Chen Luo's members, and Chen Luo angrily kicked him in his vulnerable spot over and over.
"Still think you're so hardheaded?"
Iron Head clutched his crotch in agony, bent over like a shrimp.
Tears welled in Iron Head's eyes. It hurt so damn much.
Iron Head whimpered, "Do you not know where my head ish? This is my head. It's up here."
Chen Luo put all his strength into a massive slap across Iron Head's head.
Of course I know where your head is. Guess whether I'm doing this on purpose.
Iron Head flew through the air and slammed into a wall.
His skull buzzed, and the world spun around him. His big head hurt so much.
Even the iron head I'm so proud of can't stand up to him.
This guy is terrifying.
Chen Luo's relentless slaps left Iron Head crouching on the ground, clutching his head and sobbing.
"Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me! Iron Head was wrong! Iron Head won't be stubborn anymore!"
Tears streamed down Iron Head's face. My head isn't iron at all.
Chen Luo paid no attention and kept raining down slaps.
Iron Head couldn't take it anymore. He stood up, not daring to fight back, and ran off whimpering.
He was truly fast. Apart from the Dharma King and Chen Luo, probably no one could catch him. He could cover a hundred meters in about three seconds.
Chen Luo caught up with ease and snarled, "Cover your head and lie down, or I'll cut out your kidneys."
Iron Head ignored him. Kidneys? What are those? I don't know, and I'm not scared.
Chen Luo paused. That doesn't scare him?
Chen Luo moved in front of Iron Head and kicked at