Channing did not even have time to shout.

Sean had already stepped on his mouth.

No matter how much Channing tried, he could only whine quietly.

Zander chuckled as he watched.

"Fool, do you think Mr. Lennon is weak? He's so much stronger than me. You've got a lot of guts to fight him alone."

There was nothing else Channing could say at the moment. His body trembled violently under the severe pain, and large beads of sweat poured down his forehead.

Sean said to Channing, "You must be wondering why I'm here waiting for you, aren't you? I'm here to ask you for a small favor. I don't know if you'll say yes."

Speechless, Channing glared at Sean in front of him.

Sean kicked Channing in both arms without hesitation.

Channing's bones fractured and cracked, and the pain was so bad that Channing could not even scream. Tears also poured out of his eyes.

The anger in his eyes was gone, replaced by a fear of Sean.

Sean asked again, "Did I just hear you say you were going to kick my d*ck