Chapter 182: Nobles are all thin-skinned_1

Though Xiao Ming had just been chatting with Zhuang Wending, a raging fury had been accumulating in his chest the entire time.

But he was no longer the kind of hot-headed kid who acted without thinking, and Zhuang Wending wasn't just some common street thug. With his beloved wife held hostage, he had to be cautious, cautious, and then even more cautious.

If he struck, there would be no turning back, no room for even a slight error. He had to act decisively and use all his strength.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Zhuang Wending. Xiao Ming took a horse stance and, turning to the side, used the momentum to deliver a fierce Iron Shoulder Lean with considerable force.

Bang!

Zhuang Wending was sent spinning, his back slamming hard against a stack of solid wooden planks before he felt excruciating pain radiate from his chest to his entire body.

"Ugh..."