C45 You dare to Hit Me

Two young men clad in leather jackets and black helmets swiftly pulled out expandable batons from the trunk of their motorcycle and charged at Wang Xiaochuan.

Wang Xiaochuan appeared unfazed, hands casually clasped behind his back. With a swift kick each, he sent the assailants, along with their motorcycle, tumbling to the ground.

Even without any recent breakthroughs