"Cousin, it seems Lin Feng can't overcome that Black guy. Will he be in danger?" Li Liping said nervously, gripping Cao Ying's arm. "Should we call Uncle?"
Cao Ying's face looked no better than Li Liping's, but she had seen Lin Feng's abilities before, which made her somewhat calmer. She watched Lin Feng confronting Uncle Bob in the center of the field and finally shook her head slightly.
"Lin Feng hasn't really retaliated yet. Besides, if Dad sees him fighting, it'll be even worse! Let's wait a bit longer..." Cao Ying chose to trust Lin Feng. Gritting her teeth, she said this.
Even Cao Ying, who knew nothing about martial arts, understood that this Black man was different from the street thugs Lin Feng had easily taken down before. He had an exceptionally robust physique, and his attacks were extremely sharp. Moreover, his actions were swift; he was definitely no simple adversary.
