Damn it, we're the small-time thugs, okay? We're the Underworld, okay? Zhu the Seventh and Zhu the Eighth, lying on the ground, were lost for words. The two who bullied others every day never thought they would be bullied one day, especially in this way.
Threats, huh? The two suddenly didn't doubt the other man's threat. It seemed like the man stepping on them could really drop that foot anytime and crush their insides. However, the two were still somewhat seasoned thugs and didn't get completely intimidated by Li Yifei's words. After Zhu the Eighth coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, his abdomen felt a bit better. He shuffled his body to the side, seemingly trying to avoid Li Yifei's foot, while saying, "I don't care who you are. I just want to tell you we're from the Dragon Gang, and you'd better wise up and stop messing with us!"
