On the other side, Ye An was surrounded by more than a dozen people, and the thought of dying crossed his mind.
After a severe beating, he finally realized he was in deep trouble.
"Big brothers, I really don't have that much money!"
"Please let me go, I'll do anything for you!"
Xiao Feng sneered coldly, "Let you go?"
"If I let you go, my reputation in Tianhe City for so many years would be ruined."
"Make it clear, kid, either I cripple your legs, or you pay up for your release!"
A fierce shout completely shattered Ye An's last hope.
Now,
he could only pin his hopes on Ye Fei.
He just hoped that Ye Fei really had that much money to save him.
"Ye Fei, if you can save me this time, you're my own grandfather!"
Ye An cried with tears and blood streaming down his face.
"What are you muttering about?" Xiao Feng bellowed angrily.
Slap!
Another slap flew at him, and Ye An groaned in pain, but he had to suppress it.
"Young Master! Someone's coming!"
"So soon?"
