Chu Yang's icy gaze swept over them, and he let out a few cold laughs, "You guys are really too arrogant, robbing in broad daylight and daring to threaten me so brazenly."
"Heh, truly foolish."
Upon hearing Chu Yang's words, the expressions on the men's faces turned unfriendly as they surrounded him. Glaring balefully at Chu Yang, they said, "Kid, hand over the keys and scram if you know what's good for you."
"I'm warning you, this is none of your business."
"Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."
Ling Feiyan said angrily, "Is there no reason left? You all are going too far."
The men paid no attention to Ling Feiyan, instead, they encircled Chu Yang, one of them impatiently pushing his shoulder, "You, ungrateful fellow."
As he spoke, he pushed hard against Chu Yang's shoulder.
The moment his hand touched Chu Yang's shoulder, he felt a powerful recoiling force emanating from Chu Yang's body.
Ah!
The man screamed in agony and was sent flying.
