Bang, bang.
Jia Wen continued to beat, venting the hatred in his heart until he was exhausted and his fists swelled, only then did he stop.
"Tsk tsk, feels good, huh?"
Ye Xiaofei looked at Huang Shulin with a mocking smile, sneering, "You still wanted to play tricks on me? Are you satisfied now?"
"Hmph, Ye Xiaofei, you'll regret this."
Huang Shulin was barely able to speak clearly, his face had been beaten to a pulp, and he spoke in pain.
"Ah? What did you say?"
Ye Xiaofei had no hearing problems whatsoever, he heard the words crisp and clear, he just wanted to listen some more.
"You'll freaking regret it."
Huang Shulin planned to report Ye Xiaofei, he had to report Ye Xiaofei, to go to the police station and tell them these people beat him up.
"Not cool enough for you?"
Ye Xiaofei frowned slightly, said indifferently, "Then that's easy to handle, Xu Hu, please escort Brother Huang backstage, help him enjoy himself a bit more."
"Alright, Xiao Fei."
