"I hate it the most when someone points a finger at me."
Ye Luo spat out coldly.
"Yo, the kid has quite the temper, huh? I'm pointing at you, what are you going to do about it?"
The man immediately sneered with disdain, his eyes mocking and provocative as he stared at Ye Luo.
Crack!
Ye Luo's right hand swung out fiercely, grabbed the other's finger, and bent it back at a ninety-degree angle, snapping it instantly.
Aah...
The man let out a shrill scream of pain and fell to his knees on the ground.
"You fucking dare to raise your hand against me, brothers kill this bastard."
Seeing Ye Luo actually make a move, this group of young masters immediately got angry. This was a direct challenge to them.
Suddenly, the group charged at Ye Luo.
Bang bang bang...
In the blink of an eye, Ye Luo kicked out over a dozen times, sending all those young masters flying to the ground, moaning in pain.
