"Kid, you're finished!"
"You're dead!"
"If you resist, you'll die even more miserably!"
Liao Longfei's roar had just ended, and immediately, the more than a dozen bodyguards behind him shouted out and charged forward.
What kind of master has what kind of dogs. These bodyguards were used to Liao Longfei's arrogance and tyranny in daily life. Upon hearing that they could beat someone up, and even beat them to ruin, they became one more excited than the other. It seemed like to them, beating people was a kind of enjoyment.
Liao Longfei squinted his eyes, his playful gaze fixed on Ye Qiu.
This fool, upon seeing me arrive, still doesn't kneel obediently and beg for mercy?
You're in for a good one this time!
Later when you're beaten to a pulp, crying and licking my shoes won't help!
