Ji Fengyu and Price both burst into laughter, looking at Ye Chenfeng as if he were an idiot.
"Haha... what are you saying?" Ji Fengyu asked incredulously.
"I said get lost, hurry up and disappear from my sight, or I'll slap you to death!" Ye Chenfeng's eyes shot out a cold light.
Ji Fengyu's temple veins bulged with anger, saying furiously, "Come, let's see how you'll slap me away?"
"There are always some fools asking for a beating!"
Ye Chenfeng shook his head helplessly, suddenly raising his hand and landing a slap on Ji Fengyu's face.
"Smack!"
The sound was crisp and clear, and Ji Fengyu flew three to four meters away.
"Gah!"
Price stood stunned nearby, taken aback that Ye Chenfeng would start hitting without any warning.
"You..."
Ji Fengyu's eyes were filled with disbelief, and half of his face was already red and swollen; it was evident Ye Chenfeng held back, otherwise, this slap would have peeled his skin.
"Get out!"
