Upon hearing this, the bald director almost let out a laugh.
"Damn, a beggar, expecting me to apologize? Get lost!"
"Not leaving, huh? Fine, I'll help you out!"
With a wave of his hand, the bald director signaled several security guards, who immediately rushed over, clutching rubber clubs.
The parents who had been acting so arrogantly before also pursed their lips to watch the commotion.
But when their hands touched Little Ye,
A scream echoed through the courtyard.
"Ah!!!"
Upon looking again, one was clutching his arm in Ye Fei's grip, screaming in agony.
With the precision of a medical expert, he dislocated the man's bones and tore his muscles apart.
The man trembled all over in pain, barely able to breathe.
"Dare to touch my daughter with your filthy hands?"
Like the whisper of a demon, the security guards kept retreating.
"What are you all staring at, hurry up and kick him out!"
"Go on, attack! Am I feeding you for nothing?"
The bald director was hopping mad.
