"Ye Fei!"
"Brother-in-law!"
Whoosh!
Li Jing and her brother, Li Feng, both exclaimed at the same time.
A whistling sound rose, and a round billiard ball shot towards the person standing next to Li Feng.
It was Wang Daniu, who had gathered his courage to raise his hand and chop the kitchen knife towards Li Feng's wrist.
His head jerked backward, and his entire body fell straight onto the ground.
At this moment, Ye Fei, who had been charging at Yang Wei, suddenly made a turnabout.
He spun around, grabbed Li Jing who was chasing after him, threw her onto the billiards table, and with a flying kick sent the closest thug flying.
The others had gathered in front of Ye Fei by now.
They looked on in horror as Ye Fei's kick sent one of their own flying four or five meters away, and they all froze in place.
Ye Fei didn't bother being polite with them, exchanging punches and kicks, and in the blink of an eye, seven or eight henchmen were lying on the ground.
