Ye Fei's complexion turned extremely ugly in that instant.
He felt his body go weak, covered his chest, and fell toward the ground.
"Are you, okay?"
Ling Dang was also terrified by the sudden burst of blood mist.
Seeing blood still trickling from Ye Fei's mouth corner, she hurried over to support him and asked with concern.
"Spitting blood, how can I be okay?"
Ye Fei, enduring the pain in his body, said through gritted teeth.
The two security guards who had been watching from a distance saw that something was wrong and hurried over to Ye Fei.
One of them was running and shouting into the walkie-talkie at the same time.
"Oh no, President Ye has been beaten to death!"
"Let go of our President Ye, or I won't be polite to you!"
The other security guard quickly arrived at Ye Fei's side and pulled out a stun baton, gesturing towards Ling Dang.
Ling Dang panicked, as she never expected to make Ye Fei spit blood with a single punch.
In her anger just now, she had not held back.
