"I beat up your guys, and you're not angry?" Seeing how scared Blue Hair had turned pale, Ye Feng felt incredibly satisfied. Thought you could strut around, huh? Now you can't strut at all, can you?
"This piece of trash? It's honestly dirtying Mr. Ye's hands to hit him. Want to hit him? Let me do it." Xu Long was really getting the hang of it. Hearing the dissatisfaction in Ye Feng's voice, he quickly turned around and walked towards Blue Hair.
"You guys hold him for me. Today, I'm going to properly teach this blind fool a lesson." Approaching Blue Hair, Xu Long painfully called a few of his underlings to hold Blue Hair down and, grinding his teeth, he kicked fiercely with his foot.
"Ah~Ah~Ah~."
In the soccer hall, Blue Hair's miserable cries suddenly filled the space, laden with despair and fear.
