The sound of Daoist chanting rang out.
Yang Ling'er covered her ears and knelt on the floor, wailing incessantly.
"Ling'er!"
Seeing Yang Ling'er in agony, Zhou Chenchen immediately rushed over. "Are you all right?"
Yang Ling'er answered with difficulty, "Smash their phones, or we'll be separated forever and never have another chance to be together."
Hearing this,
Zhou Chenchen's eyes turned bloodshot. As though he were being controlled, he stood and walked toward the driver, one step at a time.
The lights in the hall flickered.
At the same time, a blood-red glow spread across the floor, filling people with fear.
"Driver, don't be afraid!"
"Zhou Chenchen is a weakling now. He's been with Yang Ling'er for over a month, and his body is already ruined. You could knock him over with a single finger."
Lin Fan warned him in time. He was worried the driver would fail to react. If this phone was smashed, he would have no way to help Zhou Xingxing.
Hearing this,
the driver immediately felt reassured. He summoned his courage to face Zhou Chenchen, then kicked him hard.
Zhou Chenchen reacted, but his body was already half-ruined. He couldn't dodge even if he wanted to.
[Ragdoll Cat: He really is a weakling. Just one kick sent Zhou Chenchen flying over ten meters!]
[Ninety Below Zero: Yang Ling'er miscalculated. She thought Zhou Chenchen could help, but she never expected him to be such a weakling!]
[May Peace Bring Great Fortune: Weaklings just can't cut it.]
"So the young boss is this weak."
The driver looked surprised. He had thought Zhou Chenchen would block his attack, never expecting that Zhou Chenchen couldn't even stay on his feet.
"Why!"
"I finally found true love. Why are you stopping us from loving each other?"
Yang Ling'er clutched her head,