Ling Feng gritted his teeth in anger, and though he talked tough, he didn't actually want to kill the fat man.
But it seemed the other party was a little frightened, their body suspended in mid-air, trembling, while a stream of yellow liquid flowed out from the leg of his pants!
"Disgusting!"
Ling Feng rolled his eyes at the sight, casually tossed the man to the ground, and bellowed, "Kid, got some nerve, don't you?"
"I..."
The fat man knew he was in the wrong and hung his head slightly.
But in the next instant, he raised his head: "Who are you, and who let you barge in here?"
"Did I not hit you hard enough?"
Seeing that the other party suddenly seemed emboldened, Ling Feng clenched his fist.
The fat man, however, did not care and even let out a scornful laugh: "Come on, hit me, if you dare. Kill me if you can!"
He was yelling at the top of his lungs, his tone extremely arrogant, which indeed made Ling Feng stunned!
