"Brother Leopard!"
The people following Wang Bao were dumbfounded.
They clearly did not expect that Wang Bao would kneel before a young man in public.
"Shut up!"
"Kneel down!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Bao shouted fiercely: "If you don't want to die, kneel down immediately!"
As one of Master Lei's four Kingkongs, Wang Bao was well aware of what it meant to be a Martial Artist.
Let alone him alone, even if the four Kingkongs were gathered, facing Ye Fei would mean certain death.
If he had known earlier that the bald man had recklessly provoked a Martial Artist, even if he were lent a hundred guts, Wang Bao wouldn't have come.
The hoodlums following Wang Bao saw Wang Bao's demeanor and, with great reluctance, knelt down one after another.
Wang Bao knelt down, his face twisted in pain, apologizing, "May I ask how the elder is called? Please, elder, overlook my minor offense and spare my brothers!"
