Boom!
As he rushed into the factory, the Harley motorcycle immediately became scrap, falling apart with its parts scattered all over the ground!
Almost simultaneously!
Swish!
The fierce wind howled!
Ye Qiu leaped up, his right leg sweeping towards Zhao Wenhua like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves!
Bam!
Boom!
The next second, before Zhao Wenhua could react, he felt a heavy force crash into him, sending him flying back ten meters, landing heavily on the ground.
Intense pain caused his body to convulse violently, and blood foam surged from his mouth!
"You, you really have some nerve!"
Ye Qiu's eyes were filled with murderous intent, staring fiercely at Zhao Wenhua, his tone icy cold!
He stood there tall and upright, a violent aura spreading out like a storm.
The temperature in the entire space dropped suddenly!
Zhao Wenhua, and all the second generations around him, felt a piercing chill as if they had fallen into an ice cave!
At this moment, Ye Qiu was utterly enraged!
