"Hey yo~ This cop buddy is having a free meal, huh."
Ye Chen, who was just mocked, took the opportunity to tease Wang Yumin, who was at a loss.
"Pfft~"
Hearing Ye Chen's words, Yuan Lin couldn't help but laugh.
Wang Yumin glared at Ye Chen angrily, picked up a bun on the table, and tore at it vigorously, as if the bun were Ye Chen.
Seeing Ye Chen and the others almost finished eating, Old Huang took a sip of wine and looked at the two.
"How do you feel about it?"
"The basics are quite solid, but you're too fixated on the form of the moves, making it hard to hit me. Later, you knew how to use other moves to attack me. Overall, it's not bad."
Wang Yumin wiped the oil from his mouth, glanced at Ye Chen, and then pointed to the bruise on his face, speaking to Old Huang.
Old Huang nodded, then turned back to look at Ye Chen, "What are your thoughts?"
Ye Chen pondered for a moment, recalling the previous fight.
