Bai Xiaofan casually extended his hand, gripped Jiang Changhao's arm, and then forcefully threw him toward the villa's entrance.
Thud!
Jiang Changhao's body slammed hard onto the ground, the pain nearly knocked the breath out of him.
"You guys, get him, throw this guy out!" Jiang Changhao loudly ordered his subordinates.
Watching seven or eight people rushing over, Bai Xiaofan took a step and moved forward.
"Feifei, Brother Xiaofan won't be in danger, right?" Chen Xiner was a bit worried about Bai Xiaofan's safety.
"No, he's ridiculously strong. How could he be threatened by a few small fries? I could handle them myself!" Jiang Feifei calmly reassured Chen Xiner, not worried at all.
Thwack thwack!
Thwack thwack thwack!
Accompanied by strange noises, Bai Xiaofan threw out all the people Jiang Changhao had brought. It seemed almost deliberate that the people lying on the ground formed the character for 'weak'!
