Even if Ye Qingfeng didn't break his cousin's leg, he'd want to go back and do it himself!
Ye Qingfeng unceremoniously took the wallet, which had quite a bit of cash—over two thousand. He put it away and tossed the wallet on the ground.
Brother Dao was stunned. He thought that if Ye Qingfeng wanted money, it would be a big amount, but he didn't expect him to only take the cash.
Ye Qingfeng didn't care what Brother Dao was thinking, he had no intention of arguing with a small thug.
He was just going with the flow, Ye Qingfeng wasn't exactly a hero fighting against injustice.
Walking over to Jian Lingling and Mu Chen, Ye Qingfeng said plainly, "Let's go, get in the car!"
Jian Lingling blinked her pretty eyes in disbelief at Ye Qingfeng's cousin's prowess, taking down so many knife-wielding thugs alone.
"Could he be a Soldier King?"
Jian Lingling couldn't help but think quietly.
"Hurry up, get in the car!"
