Su Mingyang sneered: "Don't fucking try to fool me!"

Holy crap!

While I was distracted, Luo Tianhe punched me with his backhand, almost knocking me unconscious.

"Su Mingyang, you son of a bitch, come help me! The soul-summoning is over!"

"Is it really over?" Su Mingyang blinked.

At that point, I no longer had the strength to yell at him.

Destroy it, I'm tired!

Fortunately, Su Mingyang doesn't know what a [Heavenly Soul] is, and he's not very bright, but that's one good thing.

That means whatever you ask him to do, he will do without hesitation.

This time doesn't count.

Noticing Su Mingyang approaching, Luo Tianhe suddenly raised his arm and swept it horizontally towards Su Mingyang.

Su Mingyang also did not expect Luo Tianhe to make a move against him.

Before he could even utter the "brother" after "Luo," he received a sharp slap on the face.

Half of his face was swollen.

"Don't hold back, but don't hurt him either."

I held Luo Tianhe tightly and shouted at Su Mingyang.

"Damn it!"

Su Mingyang spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, grabbed Luo Tianhe's arm from the side, and forcefully twisted it backward.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I used all my strength to press Luo Tianhe to the ground.

However, Luo Tianhe suddenly swung his body, and the back of his head slammed heavily into my forehead.

My vision went black, I saw stars, and I almost let go of my hands.

A wave of soreness washed over me, and blood slowly trickled down my upper lip.

Ignoring the pain, I held onto Luo Tianhe's waist tightly with both hands, like iron clamps.

"This can't go on, we need to find a way to knock him unconscious!"

Su Mingyang, panting heavily, slammed his shoulder into the back of Luo Tianhe's knee.

Luo Tianhe swayed and knelt on one knee.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Su Mingyang pounced on Luo Tianhe's back, wrapped his arms tightly around his neck, and used all his strength to press him down.

"Can you handle it?"

I noticed that the veins in Su Mingyang's arm looked like they were about to burst.

"Stop talking nonsense... hurry up!" Su Mingyang was trembling all over, and his hands, which were crossed around Luo Tianhe's neck, were slowly separating.

It's obvious they're about to give up.

I released Luo Tianhe, wiped the blood from my face, and quickly scanned my surroundings. Finally, I found a sturdy stool in the corner.

The moment Su Mingyang lost control and let go, I picked up the stool and smashed it hard down on Luo Tianhe's head.