"Sorry, I'm not that patient."
Qin Yang shook his head and delivered a beautiful right hook straight to Chang Sheng's face.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
With the rhythmic sound, another pig-head was freshly served.
Chang Sheng's cheeks were swollen and red, and he groaned as blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
Some of the other second-generation kids could stand up, but seeing the miserable state of Chang Sheng and Wu Jin, they wisely continued to lie on the ground wailing, not daring to rise.
This little blonde was like a madman, daring even to hit the heir of the Longkang Group, let alone them.
"Steal my fish, this is the consequence."
Qin Yang clapped his hands and glanced at the second-generation kids wailing on the ground.
"You're too violent."
Ruan Xinxue smiled and scolded Qin Yang with a glance.
"Let's go."
Qin Yang smiled, reached out, and took the Fire Spirit Fish that Ruan Xinxue was carrying.
