Ling Feng was speechless.
He'd seen plenty of hooligans, but it was the first time someone was looking for trouble like this.
Watching the other party charge over, he smirked and said, "Sorry, but you're the ones asking for a beating!"
Then, without hesitation, Ling Feng threw a punch!
These little thugs weren't even at the Qi Refining stage, how could they be his match?
In just the blink of an eye, a few guys who charged forward were all knocked down!
Ling Feng walked up to the short, fat one, smirking, "I'll count to two and give you a chance to run!"
After saying that, he leisurely counted to one.
The fat guy was dumbfounded, just standing there, not moving a muscle.
Ling Feng took over ten seconds to finally reach two, then looked at him, "Sorry, you didn't run, so I have to beat you up!"
"No!"
The short, fat guy came to his senses, dropping to his knees with a thud, "I was wrong, please don't hit me!"
"You're making this hard for me!"
