"Hm?"
Feng Ling'er looked up, her eyebrows raised slightly. With a cold smile, she said, "Why, looking to meddle?"
Qin Feiyang narrowed his eyes slightly and moved to stand beside Feng Ling'er, ready to strike.
The burly man glanced at the two of them, then turned to Wang Gang and asked, "Brother Wang, what's going on here?"
Wang Gang, his hands propped on the ground, looked up at the group of over a dozen men and pleaded, "Brother Meng, please help me! Kill these two little bastards, and I'll be sure to repay you handsomely!"
"Still spouting such insolence!"
Feng Ling'er, furious, stomped on Wang Gang's head.
Wang Gang's entire face was pressed into the mud, making it difficult for him to breathe. He struggled madly, letting out muffled cries for help.
Seeing this, the dozen or so men immediately glared furiously.
The burly man shouted, "Release Brother Wang right now, or neither of you will leave this place alive!"