With a loud thump, the little punk was kicked heavily against the iron door.
Ling Feng didn't use much strength in that kick, so the other guy wasn't immediately killed, but he still suffered minor injuries.
Then the guy glared with wide eyes, covering his chest with an annoyed face, and yelled out something.
Ling Feng knew he was calling for help, so he chuckled and kicked out again!
"Boom!"
The iron door was kicked open, and the narrow, dim corridor instantly appeared in front of them.
The rooms on this floor had been knocked through and turned into separate compartments, illuminated by red lights, filling the air with a lewd scent.
After the iron door was kicked open, the punk at the door immediately didn't dare to speak.
He, of course, knew the weight of this door. Not to mention him, even seven or eight men like him kicking together wouldn't be able to break it open!
So, knowing that a tough character had arrived, he wisely chose to shut up.