Chapter 437 Yuna’s Secret Delight

• Hands still tucked in his pockets, Eric Goodwell didn’t even change posture. Anyone who rushed him ate a kick. One kick, and those hooligans hit the ground with snapped tendons and broken bones, all of them sprawled and groaning.
• Off to the side, Lin Tiancheng went pale, frozen in shock.
• Sure, he’d known earlier that Eric was a hard nut to crack. But he’d only figured Eric was a guy with a wild temper and a strong personality.