"Want to kill me? It's not that easy!" Zhang Lang sneered coldly. The large knife in his hand swung down quickly, Li Ke dodged sideways, then tiptoed on the ground, and the two tangled together once again.
Ye Chen carried a machete and fought his way out. Dahei stayed close to Ye Chen, ready to assist if Ye Chen encountered trouble. Ye Chen carved a bloody path, heading straight towards Yan Bu'Er. The closer he got to Yan Bu'Er, the more people he faced. Yan Bu'Er seemed to understand Ye Chen's intentions; he coldly took off his coat and took a machete from a subordinate, pushing through the crowd towards Ye Chen.
"Ye Chen, if you regret it now, there's still time!" Yan Bu'Er glared at Ye Chen.
"Yan the Second, if you let me screw your wife twice now, I might consider letting you go!" Ye Chen said something extremely insulting to Yan Bu'Er, who glared back at Ye Chen, saying, "F*** you, take this!"
