When Zhou Feng was faced with a conflict, he had his own understanding.
Just like the person in front of him who had stopped him, it was certain he was here to cause trouble for him from his tone and behavior.
Even if he spoke nicely, the final result would not change.
Because both sides had different positions, it would not change this fact no matter what you said.
Since that was the case, it was better to be straightforward.
"You! You're just…"
Leng Zhuang was stunned by Zhou Feng's punch.
Then, Leng Zhuang's anger rushed to his head, and he planned to make a move here.
But soon, Leng Zhuang calmed down.
Zhou Feng was staring at him. He would definitely receive another blow if he dared to make any move.
Zhou Feng's body already exuded traces of killing intent.
This was not a joke!
As long as Leng Zhuang dared to make a move, he would die.
'Damn it!'
