Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

”Ugh—” Liang Han felt like his nose was about to break as the taste of blood filled his mouth, his body going limp, but still held up by Jiang Jinsang’s grip.

Before he could recover, Jiang Jinsang loosened and tightened his grip, then aimed.

Now powerless to resist, he took another solid hit.

”Jiang Jinsang!” Dong Yunxiu watched as her son’s nose was bashed to a crooked mess, nearly hysterical.

In terms of martial skills, Jiang Jinsang hadn’t been trained systematically and naturally wasn’t as good as those trained fighters. However, he had exercised regularly after surgery, so his physical strength was not lacking. When he threw a punch, he didn’t play tricks; every strike had all his power behind it.

Both hard and swift.

Truly, each punch hit the flesh hard.

”Don’t remember? Unclear? Don’t know?”

His tone was cold, chilling to the bone.

And at that moment, Liang Han was so stunned by the beating that he lost even the strength to speak.