Under Iron Head's leadership, slaps echoed from the yard in quick succession.
The movements were uniform and even had a sense of rhythm.
Er Lv and Wang Youde stood dumbstruck, and Yang Cuihua, hiding inside the house, also had her eyes wide open.
None of them understood how the previously ferocious thugs had suddenly turned into this state.
Could Long Fei be able to perform magic?
All three of them sized up Long Fei, their hearts pounding with shock.
Wang Xiaoya was amused by their comical actions and pulled Long Fei, signaling him to let it be.
Iron Head was too honest; his mouth was already streaked with blood.
Long Fei nodded and commanded Iron Head, "Enough, I accept your grand gesture. You can go now, just stay away from this house in the future."
Iron Head and the brothers looked as if they'd been pardoned and asked Long Fei, "What about Hong Ye?"
Long Fei said, "Don't worry, I will speak well of you to Hong Ye."
