A Good Show

"Damn it, we can't fight for nothing!?"

Before he finished speaking, he felt a chill on his neck. A cold sword was placed across his neck. Qing Feng's face was dark, and there were more than ten guards behind him.

"Send him off." A cold male voice came from the car.

"Smashing the business premises and offending the officials…Tell Dan Yang Yin properly and ask him to handle it impartially."

Everyone knew what was going on.

"Who are you?" the leader of the men shouted. " We didn't smash anything, we were smashed-" Before he could finish his sentence, Qing Feng had already raised his sword and slashed at him. However, he didn't dare to use his sword. Instead, he turned around and smashed the hilt of his sword at the burly man's face. In just a few moments, the left side of his face swelled up. When he opened his mouth again, blood started to spurt out.

He spat out his molars. One could imagine the strength of Qing Feng's attack.