But how could this gang leader, with so many underlings, possibly take Chen Bing seriously?
Especially when he thought this reckless guy dared to offend someone as terrifying as Su Ming, whom even he could only look up to.
Still chattering here like a parrot, annoying everyone.
"Damn you!" Tang Hanyang saw the situation, his temples bulging, a cold gleam flashed across his face.
He immediately kicked Chen Bing directly in the abdomen, causing the latter to bend over like a shrimp and collapse on the ground.
"Ahhh!" Chen Bing instantly felt a tide of pain spreading from his abdomen throughout his body.
Unable to help but let out a tragic howl, his face suddenly turned pale, sweat beads the size of beans emerged from his forehead.
Then slid down his cheeks, looking extremely miserable.
"Take this group of guys away and handle them as usual."
Tang Hanyang said indifferently, and then a group of thugs took Chen Bing along with the seven mixed gang members behind him down.
