Chapter 1397 He’s The One

The big bald man ignored Don Quijote’s confusion and continued, “Kid, you have a lot of nerves! How dare you bully Miss Lorissa? Do you know that she is my goddess?” “Goddess?” Don Quijote almost spurted out a mouthful of blood when he heard this statement. That big bald man clenched his fists and threatened, “You better kneel and apologize to Miss Lorissa right away. I will consider letting you keep one of your arms… or else...” Before that big bald man had time to finish his sentence, he heard a muffled thud. It was Don Quijote who had lost his patience and thrown a fierce fist at his chest. Who the hell was Don Quijote? Although he was not exactly the most potent fighter among the eighteen generals, still how could his punch be taken by an ordinary man like the big bald man? His punch landed exactly on the tattoo of Hanuman’s head, which was right on the chest of the big bald man. The man’s chest instantly caved into his body as he spurted a mouthful of blood. Immediately after