What kind of power does Ah Qi have, they know it well, but it was this very power of Ah Qi that was knocked down effortlessly by the opponent with just a teacup?
Damn it, is this person that terrifying?
Ah Qi, standing there, was also full of shock, his right hand gripping the handle of the knife was trembling slightly, completely beyond his control.
His hand was already swollen and red, and the bone inside had a slight crack, even if he made a move, his combat strength would be greatly reduced.
Looking at Ren Feng, who had his back to him, Ah Qi wanted to draw his knife, but he couldn't pull it out at all.
Because he lacked the courage to take action against Ren Feng.
Ren Feng, as if unaware, continued to smile and said, "It's a pity the tea is good, but the tea maker's skills are lacking. I'll make it myself."
The thief rat was startled, quickly moved aside, and Ren Feng sat opposite Guo Yang.
