The men in the room surged forth!
Sinewy muscles charged with explosive force powered their fists, veins popping as they sprinted toward Qingwu and Pei Jue!
Holding Yan Luan in one arm, Pei Jue calmly said, "Kid, remember to close your eyes."
"Got it! Uncle, make sure to protect Auntie! Otherwise, I won't let you off!"
Pei Jue's lips curled into a smile.
This brat, trembling with fear, still remembered to threaten him.
Back-to-back with Pei Jue, Qingwu smirked teasingly, "You're holding a kid, want me to let you have a few?"
"Does my fiancée look down on me? Let's see who knocks down more people. The loser agrees to one condition from the winner. How about it?"
Qingwu's fist landed straight on the chest of a strongman rushing forward.
"Fine, but you're definitely going to lose!"
Kicking down the person in front, Pei Jue sidestepped an attack from the side, holding Yan Luan, and chuckled lightly, "My fiancée is really competitive."
"Can't help it, I just want to win!"
