"Who the hell is Ye Feng?"
The leader was a skinny young man who looked a little evil.
He had probably gotten some information beforehand. When he saw the Asian Ye Feng and Cheng Fei'er appear at the cabin door, he spoke for the first time.
Ye Feng looked down at him.
Although the lean young man looked skinny, his body was full of muscles.
It could be seen that he was a martial artist.
Moreover, he should be considered an expert among ordinary people.
Ye Feng took a step forward. "I am. Are you looking for me?"
When the skinny young man heard this, a sharp light flashed in his eyes. "I heard from my mother that on the plane, someone called Ye Feng threw her out of the cabin door."
"Did you do it?"
Ye Feng nodded. "It's me."
"Alright, since it's you, then it's easy." The skinny young man said and waved his hand.
"A tooth for a tooth, blood for blood."
