Long Fei curled his lips at the foreign devil and smirked coldly, "Yeah, I'm really not happy right now."
"Fuck you!"
The foreign devil cursed loudly, "Yellow-skinned pig, you're asking for a beating!"
His fist was just about to swing when he heard a snap, his head suddenly spun, and his whole body flew to the side.
A hundred and fifty kilogram's weight, a tall figure measuring one meter eighty, all muscles, in front of Long Fei they seemed like a child.
Before his fist even raised, Long Fei's palm had already slapped his face.
"Fuck you!"
"Kill him!"
"Beat these yellow-skinned pigs to death!"
The foreign devils behind him cursed, swinging their fists and taking boxing stances, all throwing punches straight at Long Fei.
Long Fei stood unmoving, only for a fierce current of air to rush out from his body, like an airbag exploding, and it blasted all four foreign devils away with a bang.
Chu Feng and the others stood by with light laughter, unsurprised by the outcome.