"Go on!" Chen Yuesheng waved at his men. "But go one at a time! We don't want people saying we're ganging up on him."
One of the young men immediately rushed forward and began fighting Jeff.
"Heh heh." Chen Yuesheng's swollen mouth cracked into a grim smile as he spoke to Su Xuan. "First he and that woman ganged up on you. Now we'll take turns on them. That makes us even. It's only fair."
Su Xuan patted Chen Yuesheng on the shoulder and said, "Thanks."
"No more fighting! I surrender! Stop! Stop!"
Ten minutes later, Jeff suddenly staggered back several steps, waving his hands frantically. He refused to fight anymore.
He couldn't fight any longer. He had managed to swell up one of Chen Yuesheng's eyes and his mouth, but Chen Yuesheng's men had swollen both of his. He could barely see a thing! On top of that, his own mouth was swollen, his front teeth were loose—he probably couldn't even bite through tofu. His ears were ringing so loudly he couldn't hear anything clearly, either.
