chapter 706 Wang Zhijin's House

Liepa had condensed seventy percent of his Internal Energy into his move, enough to flatten the front of a small car into scrap metal with a single strike.

"Stop!"

Just as his palm hovered perilously close to Jonathan's head, a commanding voice reverberated through the bar, freezing everyone in their tracks.

Liepa's imposing presence, akin to a god or a demon, left them in disbelief. How could someone dare to intervene and halt Hogan's impending action?

But the moment...