Lü Mingwei's body flew out horizontally and plopped down straight at Brother Hua's feet.
Seeing Lin Chen's move, Brother Hua's eyes narrowed slightly.
Then he locked his gaze tightly on Lin Chen, bloodthirsty and ice-cold, "Kid, you might have some skills, but you dare to make a move in front of me, Brother Hua, you're simply too arrogant."
Lin Chen smiled faintly, "People with filthy mouths deserve a slap."
Lü Mingwei climbed up from the ground, pointing venomously at Lin Chen, "Did you see that, Brother Hua? He doesn't give you face, he's too arrogant."
Brother Hua stared at Lin Chen and said coldly, "We had no grudge originally, but since Lü Mingwei is my godfather's godson, touching him means you're not giving my godfather face. I'm a fair person, so since you kicked him and slapped him, you should leave behind one hand and one foot."
Hearing Brother Hua's words, Lin Chen's classmates all shivered with fear, not daring to move an inch.
