Hearing the two shareholders' brazen words, Yang Yifeng, who seemed ready to leave, suddenly turned back, showing a sly smile on his face, "Talking to me like this, aren't you afraid I'll beat you up before those police arrive?"
On hearing this, the two involuntarily shrank their necks, their gazes towards Yang Yifeng filled with fear. However, thinking of the police who had already been alerted and probably on their way here, their hearts gained a bit more courage.
"If you're not afraid of spending your life in prison, you can try it!"
"It's just a matter of paying some medical bills. Besides, I've already beaten up so many people; what difference would two more make?"
Yang Yifeng pointed to the security guards sprawled on the ground, who had yet to get up after so much time, and spoke indifferently. The look he gave the two shareholders was tinged with a faint chill, sending shivers down their spines.
