Knowing that this curse was useless, he just couldn't help himself.
The anger in his chest surged out all at once, and he lifted his leg to fiercely kick at the mouth that was still spewing curses.
The sound of "crack" resonated, Ding Xiaoying didn't dare to look back, much less dare to see where the bone had broken or what kind of miserable state Song Yang was now in.
Even though her psychological strength was much better than most women, she was still a woman after all. She really couldn't accept such a brutal scene, nor did she dare to look.
At this point, Song Yang was already in too much pain to even scream. He could only make gurgling noises from his throat.
The teeth in his mouth had all been kicked out by Xiao Moli's earlier kick, leaving his mouth full of blood.
Right now, he didn't even have the strength to spit it out, merely lying on the ground.
