A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 607

"It ends here." A cold voice sounded like the calling of the grim reaper and the chanting of a demon as it rang quietly in the night.

When Wen Liang said these words, Zhou Bo-Tong's fist hit air again.

"Shut up! Go to hell!"

Zhou Bo-Tong was both angry and anxious, so his face was already all red.

When Wen Liang said those sinister words, Zhou Bo-Tong gave an angry shout.

Then...he turned and ran for it.

What?

And why did he run?

Of course he was going to run! He didn't want to die!

After the short exchange earlier, Zhou Bo-Tong had already run out of moves.

More importantly, Zhou Bo-Tong realized that he hadn't even managed to touch the clothes of his opponent even after he had used everything he knew.

Even if he was stupid, he would have realized by now that he definitely was no match for Wen Liang.

If this went on, then he would end up like all those men whom Liang Hao-Nan sent before him. Dead.

He came here for money.

He wasn't going to take up a job that might cost him his life.

But when Liang Hao-Nan and the rest saw him running, their eyes widened and started shouting, "Mr Zhou, what are you doing?!"

"Wen Liang is behind you! Why are you running in the other direction?! Hurry up and fight back! We're waiting for you to unleash your amazing prowess!" shouted Liang Hao-Nan loudly.

"No freaking way! Move aside!" Zhou Bo-

Tong had no desire to keep fighting and he just wanted to run now.

He slapped Liang Hao-Nan and sent him flying out.

Liang Hao-Nan's face hit a tree and he howled in pain.

But Zhou Bo-Tong couldn't be bothered and continued running like he had oil under his feet.

But could he really get away?

HUUU!

Suddenly he felt a wind behind him.

Wen Liang had caught up with Zhou Bo-Tong without him realizing it.

After that, Zhou Bo-Tong watched in horror and despair as Wen Liang swung a mighty fist and crashed it down on him.

"Nooo..." Zhou Bo-Tong howled as Wen Liang punched him from the bottom and sent him flying.

Wen Liang didn't stop there. He stomped on the ground and leapt into the air.

He lifted one leg and trampled hard on Zhou Bo-Tong's chest.

One punch and one kick.

Wen Liang drew a beautiful arc in the air as the impact from his attack struck Zhou Bo-Tong angrily like lightning and thunder.

Zhou Bo-Tong's chest bone cracked and everyone watched as his entire chest literally sank right in.

Finally, Zhou Bo-Tong crashed to the ground.

PFFFT...

His large body shuddered and he vomited a mouthful of blood and bits of his internal organs out.

The proud and confident grandmaster of martial arts didn't even manage to hold up against one move of Wen Liang's.

He had lost terribly.

Wen Liang looked at Zhou Bo-Tong sprawling on the ground and stood with his hands behind his back as he shook his head and smiled. "Liang Hao-Nan, so this is the fighter you found? I can kill this sort of trash within three moves, and I'd kill him as easily as killing a dog!"

PFFT.