"Someone's dead!"
Someone opened the taxi's driver door, dragged the taxi driver out, and the driver's neck was clearly broken and hanging limp, obviously dead beyond a doubt.
A person in front had a grim expression, especially seeing Li Feng still in the mood to admire the scenery, as if he didn't regard them at all.
He raised his hand directly, beckoned, and instantly, seven or eight people surrounded Li Feng.
"You're quite good. I initially wanted you to kneel and beg for mercy, letting you live like a dog, but since you insist on seeking death...!"
Before he could finish speaking, Li Feng lifted his eyes, glanced coldly at the other party, and flicked his wrist, instantly sending a Chrysanthemum Coin hurtling through the air.
Lee Feng's move was too quick, and the people opposite him didn't expect Li Feng to act without saying a word.
Within a few meters, the coin flew instantly.
