Vince Cooper had never encountered such a situation before and turned pale with fright. Clutching Greg Jensen's hand, he whispered softly, "Mr. Jensen, let's just leave quickly."
"Hey, don't leave, the two of us haven't had our turn yet."
"Exactly..."
A few young guys, as if they hadn't seen Greg Jensen next to them, came over with wicked smiles to pull on Vince Cooper's hand.
Greg Jensen's expression darkened slightly, and he lifted his foot and kicked out directly.
Bang!
The leader with the dyed yellow hair was kicked flying immediately, rolling on the ground like a gourd, spinning several times before coming to a stop.
Clutching his stomach, he staggered to his feet, pointed at Greg Jensen and cursed, "Aiden Clark, you dare to mess with me; you're really asking for trouble, aren't you?"
After saying this, he turned to his subordinates and commanded, "What are you dummies waiting for? Let's go, after we deal with this kid, bring this girl back to me.
