"Even your second uncle dares to grab, are you not afraid your boss will whip your butt?" Ling Zhenfei dodged to the side with a teasing laugh, his words causing Fatty, who remembered being toyed with by Ling Zhenfei, to turn even redder with anger.
"I'm going to kill you!"
Fatty extended his large hands and lunged toward Ling Zhenfei with the force and weight of a car. Ling Zhenfei turned and moved behind Fatty, tripped his leg, and sent him crashing heavily into the wall.
Then, the other men rushed over. These individuals were selected to work as security at the Imperial Palace Club, and though they might not be outstanding in other skills, at least each of them was physically very strong. They all used their most powerful techniques, aiming for Ling Zhenfei's vulnerable spots.
