lt;The Pocket Dimens

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, two cold beams shooting from his pupils. He saw the three little ghosts charging toward him and swung his fist. He furrowed his brow, rolled to the ground, and quickly dodged their attack. Then, he swiftly picked up three pebbles, aimed for their knees, and flung them with all his might.,A sharp pain erupted in Yan Xiaoshi's head, his vision blurring. Fragments of memories, alien and unwelcome, flooded his mind like a raging torrent, overwhelming him.,When facing the Chen brothers, he bit down on his face, untied his belt with a sorrowful expression.。