"Take them away."
A few men with restrained breaths heard the order and immediately walked up from behind.
"My woman, who dares to touch her?"
Just as they were about to move, a cold voice suddenly rose from the crowd, and everyone saw a man with a tall and slender figure slowly approaching.
Hong Dali, with a cigar in his mouth, looked at Li Xiaoyao with a cocky slant in his eye and pointedly asked, "Who the fuck are you?"
"Slap!"
Li Xiaoyao raised his hand and delivered a slap so swift that no one present could see it clearly.
Hong Dali was stunned by the slap, losing two teeth and sitting down on the ground with a thud.
The scene immediately fell silent, and everyone stared at Li Xiaoyao, unsure of the background of this young man who had appeared suddenly.
"Motherfucker, you dare to hit me? Cripple him for me!" Hong Dali, covering his face and shaking with pain, pointed at Li Xiaoyao and roared furiously.
