"Are you handsome and crazy? Do you even dare to hit my Brother Qiu?"
The group only reacted after a brief moment. They were all people who had left the courtyard. Seeing their friend wronged now, how could they just sit?
Except for the two who helped Qiu Yiming, the rest rushed into the crowd like a swarm of bees. They surrounded Ye Fengsheng's voice. Even the most restless Xu Jiayi still leaned down. He looked anxiously at Ye Fengsheng and Song Nanfu, unsure of what he was thinking.
"Shen Song, say a word for you, in Fanghai City, for the first time we face weak people, even daring to hit Brother Qiu, really tired!"
"Yes, you are so handsome that you are tired of jumping from one point to another and dare to provoke us. I'm afraid you don't even know how you will die!"
You speak one language, I speak another. Various sarcastic remarks reached Ye Fengsheng and Song Nanfu's ears.
