Chapter 207: A Knife on the Head with the Character of Sex

"Ah!" Hongmao screamed. This was Tan Huairong's full kick. Hongmao suddenly felt the feeling of flying. The moment he landed on the ground, he could clearly hear the crisp sound of his leg bones breaking. Hongmao suddenly felt the sensation of flying. Mao stopped running. He wasn't fighting back, he was swinging. If he kept running, his legs would be useless!

Hong Mao was lying on the ground in a miserable state, with his mouth wide open and in pain until he lost his voice. Hong Mao, who stood upright, was already swaying around. At this moment, he was just lingering.

Stunned, Hong Mao caught a glimpse of a pair of shiny brown leather shoes in front of him. He immediately trembled and looked up tremblingly. Sure enough, Tan Huairong's slender suit pants came into view.

He tried his best to look up and saw that the man was adjusting his sleeves. The oppressive feeling of looking down made Hong Mao dare not look at the man's face. When his sight almost slipped