"Ah!"
Qian Jiahao clutched his face, nearly stumbling.
His swollen face was burning with pain, but he hadn't seen how the other person struck.
"Don't mess with my woman!"
Lin Yifan glared at Qian Jiahao with cold eyes.
The slap just now was just a warning.
"You dare to hit me, beat him to death!"
Qian Jiahao gritted his teeth and immediately called his bodyguards to act.
Strong and sturdy, they all drew batons from their waists.
"Do you think it's still three years ago?"
Lin Yifan reached out to protect Xu Fengxian behind him.
Three years ago, it was this group of bodyguards who held him down and humiliated him.
But times have changed; if he wishes, they could become corpses in minutes.
"What are you going to do?"
Just then, Xizhu's angry shout echoed.
Arriving with over twenty coworkers, they immediately surrounded the house.
Seeing the villagers gripping hoes and clubs, the bodyguards got scared.
