"Ah, why are there always so many idiots in this world asking for a beating?"
Ye Feng sighed, turned his head, and said helplessly to Wei Qingxuan.
Bang!
As he was speaking, one of the bodyguards brought by Young Master Ma already threw a punch at his head.
Wind Listening Positioning was child's play for Ye Feng.
Without even turning his head, he grabbed the guy's fist and used the Dislocate Bone Hand Technique to twist and yank it backward; the sound of bones cracking sounded, making one's scalp tingle and teeth ache.
Following that, his foot shot out like lightning, striking the knee of the other bodyguard who was lunging at him.
Thud!
With a kick, the man collapsed to the ground, clutching his broken shin and howling in agony like a slaughtered pig.
"Remember, even if you're going to be a dog for someone, choose a good owner. Don't end up with a fool..."
Brushing off his hands as if dusting off dirt, Ye Feng said listlessly.
