"Damn it, damn it, Alin, get out of my way." At that moment, Zhou Jian's disheveled voice rose as he pushed Brother Lin aside, then with a carp flip, he was on his feet again.
"Amazing, Brother Changlin is really too powerful!" Compared to the shock of the gangsters, Ye Xiyao, who was hiding in the shop, watched the scene in awe, completely dumbfounded.
She looked at Li Changlin, adoration flickering in her beautiful eyes, and she covered her mouth with a light chuckle.
However, at that time, Li Changlin's face was the picture of calm.
He drew back his fist, looking at Zhou Jian with a detached gaze, and spoke in a deep voice, "What's the matter, did that punch make you stupid? Weren't you the one who said you wanted to trouble The Nearly Divine Tycoon? If so, what are you waiting for, get moving and attack!"
Zhou Jian was taken aback, but then he quickly came to his senses.
