Slap.
Li Feng threw a palm and slapped it out. Before Lin Hao could react, Li Feng kicked him in the abdomen. Lin Hao's lower half flew up, and he stumbled to his knees like a toad.
Li Feng lifted his foot and stepped on Lin Hao's back, grinding him into the ground.
"Three points."
"First, it's not me who's competing with you; Wang Jin'er is my fiancée. You're the one trying to take her, not me."
"Second, is the Lin Group amazing? Even if it is, you are not the Sect Leader of the Lin Group. What the hell do you count for, daring to be arrogant with me?"
"Third, this is Huacheng, not Sea City."
After saying that, Li Feng lifted his foot and looked down from on high at Lin Hao sprawled on the ground: "Buy him a train ticket and kick him back to Sea City."
"Huacheng doesn't welcome him."
"Yes, Young Master Feng."
Bai He nodded, Li Feng immediately turned and climbed into the luxury car, Bai He closed the door, and the motorcade drove off into the distance.
