Chapter 3293: A Punch

"You alright?" Michael Leach turned around with a smile, asking. "Bastard!" Zhou Nong hurriedly got up, yelled in rage, and swung another fierce punch at Michael. As expected, the punch missed again, and the odd force on his fist pulled him forward, making him stumble several steps before he crashed into the barrier, finally stopping. When Zhou Nong looked up, blood was trickling from his nose, and his face was dirty, looking both pathetic and funny. "Hahaha..." The laughter from the crowd grew...