Qin Feng shot Hu Biao a calm smile, right as all eyes in the crowd were on him. He tapped the ground with his toe, leaped into the air, and slapped down at the excavator's iron bucket with one palm.
Clang!
The metal rang, as loud as Hong Zhong's bell humming, making the crowd instinctively cover their ears.
Hu Biao laughed mockingly, "Kid, I'll admit, you've got some skills. But you going up against an excavator—bit out of your league, don't you think?"
The bystanders chuckled as well, thinking, Is this kid nuts? What's he doing picking a fight with an excavator?
Qin Feng smirked coldly, his brows pulled tight. "I said it: As long as I'm here, you're not taking this house!"
Hu Biao scowled, then shouted at the excavator driver, "Xiangzi, do it! Tear this house down for me!"
"You got it, Boss! Just watch!"
Xiangzi grinned, pressed the gas, grabbed the control stick, and readjusted the excavator's angle.
The engine roared, facing Qin Feng directly.
