Arthur's expression on his face grew more pained as he struggled with all his might to break free from Song Yun's grip, but strangely enough, despite the young man's muscles not being prominent, why was his hand strength so immense!!!
"Scum!"
Song Yun cursed softly, followed by a palm strike to Arthur's chest, sending Arthur stumbling back a few steps to fall on his butt on the ground, unable to return to his senses for a long while.
"You bunch of bastards!"
Arthur's companion rolled up his sleeves, ready to step forward but was stopped by Ouyang Jie.
"Your opponent is right here!"
Ouyang Jie twisted his neck and said coldly.
Arthur's companion clenched his fist and threw a straightforward punch at Ouyang Jie's nose. Unlike Arthur, he had never practiced any kind of fighting or boxing, so Ouyang Jie easily wrapped one hand around the incoming fist.
