Enemies on sight, jealousy runs deep! Although Ling Feng didn't regard Lin Song as an opponent, how could Lin Song forget the man who brought him pain and humiliation? Because of him, he had laid in bed for half a year, enduring the mockery of the upper circles, and even the alliance with the Chen family had fallen through!
Only a true gentleman could avenge the insults he bore; Lin Song dreamt of killing Ling Feng! And now that he had finally found an opportunity, how could he let it slip by?
The burly men rushed forward at the command, howling.
Just then, a beer bottle came flying from behind Ling Feng, hitting the lead thug squarely on the head.
The bottle shattered, and the thug clutched his head, wailing in pain.
"Are you men or not?" Wang Ling bellowed, the beer bottle just thrown was hers, which surprised Ling Feng immensely.
"We have nearly a hundred people here; are we really afraid of these dozen or so?" Wang Ling roared, "Any real man, come and stand beside me!"