Nan Zhi touched her neck.
Maybe the other time he did not strangle her to death, he was showing her extra mercy.
He really is a pervert!
With skills like that, how many people in the world could beat him? Put him in a boxing ring and he would be named a proper champion!
Nan Zhi swallowed and her breath hitched. There was a little more fear to her gaze when she looked at Mu Sihan.
Bo Shaoxiu was being beaten so badly that he had collapsed and fainted.
Mu Sihan stopped only after he kicked Bo Shaoxiu's body two more times after he hit the ground. He snorted. "Useless, fainting after a few hits."
Nan Zhi's lips twitched.
Young Master Mu, you did not hit him a lot of times, but every punch you threw was like an iron punch.
Mu Sihan patted his hands, turned and walked towards Nan Zhi.
Seeing her stunned expression, he asked her with a cold face. "Does it hurt you?"
