"It's you?"
Lin Fan saw the young white woman and recognized her immediately, a bit surprised.
"Are these your men? Sorry about that." Lin Fan said, placing the two suited men onto the ground, pressing on their philtrums separately.
The two suited men woke up, both displaying expressions of pain.
Earlier, they saw Lin Fan approaching and tried to block him, their tone was quite rude, not only scolding him but also attempting to subdue Lin Fan.
Was Lin Fan someone they could just bully casually? He showed no mercy, giving each of them a punch.
Sure enough, both of them fainted instantly, and even though Lin Fan had just woken them up, they were still in discomfort, their insides were churning and they could vomit at any moment.
The two looked at Lin Fan as if they had seen a ghost—was this young guy even human? With their skills, they might as well be three-year-olds in front of him!
How could there be someone so strong in this world!
