By this time, Brother Junhao had already been helped up to stand, his expression was considerably shocked. At the same time, a severe pain in his abdomen made even speaking seem strenuous.
However, Qin Fang had just knocked a Taekwondo instructor's leg with his move, which he saw more clearly than anyone else, and had also realized that he was by no means a match for Qin Fang.
"Who am I? Just a friend of Miss Li Enhui's, as I already said..."
As for those Koreans, Qin Fang had nothing good to say about them. Previously, they acted all haughty as if they commanded the skies and were second to the heavens. But once their "Emperor's New Clothes" were stripped away, they were just ordinary mortals who could also feel fear and terror...
Brother Junhao's complexion looked terrible. He glanced at Li Enhui standing beside Qin Fang, his eyes shimmering with a strange light, pondering something.
"Brother Junhao, I came for Uncle Liu..."
