Ye Fei felt like his head was about to explode when he heard this.
This was already the second time today that someone had shouted at him to get out.
Ye Fei, with a scowl, stormed out in a huff.
As soon as he got to the courtyard, he saw the same gang of punks who had cursed him out earlier had returned.
The two at the front were riding one.
That kid's body was lopsided, his head drooping to one side, even his mouth twisted.
Ye Fei, who had been steaming with rage, couldn't help but snort with laughter.
"Are you guys ever going to give it a rest?"
Seeing Ye Fei mocking them with a smirk, the gang of punks immediately closed in.
But Ye Fei didn't take them seriously and kept smiling at the three ringleaders.
"You'd better fix my brother up right now, or we're calling the cops."
"Call the cops? Go ahead and call them," Ye Fei said, unfazed.
The young punks, seeing that Ye Fei was impervious to their threats, were at a loss for what to do next.
