"Lin Fei, you little bastard, how dare you hit me, you're fucking dead..."
Luo Yong, lying on the ground and enduring the pain, pointed in Lin Fei's direction and cursed profusely, issuing a grave threat to Lin Fei.
"Swish..."
Lin Fei's figure flashed.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Fei charged in front of Luo Yong.
Then, Lin Fei stomped heavily on Luo Yong's chest, and shouted loudly at him, "Dead for sure? What are you going to use to make sure I'm dead?"
"Lin Fei, my... my brother is the village chief after all, and I, Luo Yong, am a person of standing in the village. You, a greenhorn, by opposing me, are opposing the village chief. Isn't that seeking death?"
Luo Yong continued to shout furiously at Lin Fei.
"Haha, the village chief? Is the village chief really that great?"
Lin Fei tossed his head and sneered coldly.
In Lin Fei's view, Luo Yong's threats were his mother's joke.
The village chief Luo Gang, what's he to me?
Lin Fei had beaten the village chief before!
