Before Chen Guoran finished speaking, an old man behind Liu Huainian flew out and pointed his toes to the soft big bed. His figure showed no sign of falling half a step. This light skill alone was enough to show how terrifying the old man's strength was.

"You!" Chen Yaoran didn't expect that the person who came came would do it. Before Chen Yaoran put on the clothes, the old man's slap had already slapped his chest.

In desperation, Chen indeed blocked his arms across his chest.

Bang!

The old man's terrifying palm force shocked Chen Ran so that he flew backwards, and hit the wall with a bang, causing a large area of ​​wall skin to fall off.

"Hmm? You can actually block my palm and never die. You have some ability!" The old man pointed lightly under his feet, and his figure rushed towards Chen Guoran again.

"The next door to Mala, the tiger doesn't show its power, you treat me as a sick cat." Chen Guoran thrust forward and slapped out his palm.

Bang!

The two of them collided with palm force, and the big bed under their feet collapsed with a loud bang.

ah……
Chapter completed!