Liu Ming had long sworn to kill Ye Tian and redeem his shame.
Previously, anyone who offended Liu Ming rarely lived easily.
Liu Ming was filled with overwhelming murderous intent, his resolve to kill surged suddenly.
"You've really been given a lot of face."
Ye Tian snorted, taking no heed of Liu Ming's threats, treating it as a joke instead.
The faces of these guys stiffened to the extreme, their pupils emitted cold light.
"Get him! Kill him!"
Liu Ming waved directly, summoning his men to attack Ye Tian.
One shadow after another, armed, attacked.
There were many of them.
Unfortunately, Liu Ming didn't understand Ye Tian well enough, leading him to make such pig-headed decisions.
How could Ye Tian be so easy to deal with?
After those men charged forward, it wasn't long before there were screams echoing in the air.
Those screams continued, the bunch wailing and howling.
"Ye Tian! You bastard."
Liu Ming shouted, his inner rage driving him near madness.
