Li Feng looked at the bald henchmen encircling him, subdued his breath, and in the next second, his toes tapped the ground as if he were an unsheathed blade.
He raised his hand toward one of the bald men's chests and delivered a palm strike. The bald man facing him was only slightly stunned, but he didn't take it seriously.
"I'm standing here letting you hit me. Just don't aim for the groin. With those puny fists of yours."
Heh.
Contempt filled the bald man's heart.
Li Feng struck out with a palm, then using the momentum to retreat backward. Snap, snap, snap, he delivered a palm to the chest of each of the other three bald men closing in from different sides.
"Are you trying to tickle us? I feel nothing at all."
"It's like being hit by a woman."
"Kid, come here to daddy and let me take care of you." One effeminate bald man showed a lewd smile and lunged toward Li Feng.
"Ah!"
