If this hit landed, it would be enough to shatter the head of a drunk person.
"Not good…"
The expressions of Li Xin and many other D-rank mercenaries from the same dorm as Ye Wanwan dove at this sight.
However, they only heard a loud "bang" ringing out.
Everyone was stupefied.
Ye Wanwan was still sitting with her left hand supporting her chin, but her right hand had grasped Meng Ke's hand before the fatal blow landed.
Meng Ke furrowed her brows and wanted to fling Ye Wanwan's right hand off, but no matter how hard she tried, Ye Wanwan's hand was as unshakable as the jaw of a tiger.
Ye Wanwan released Meng Ke on her own, the momentum causing Meng Ke to stagger a few steps back.
"You're dead!"
Meng Ke stepped forward and her hand shot forward like a rainstorm.
Bang!
Slap!
