"He's hoping for this kind of apology! Wants to get a beating!"
"Well done with the smash!"
"Haven't seen blood in a month! Today's bloodshed is a good start!"
"This foolish kid actually tried to block it with his bare hands! Who does he think he is!"
The gangsters with no regard at the moment seemed to be ready to watch a joke!
Wham!
Ye Tianchen swung a punch at the chair, which seemed to be made of cardboard, and it shattered immediately.
The youngster was stunned, and Ye Tianchen's fist already landed on his face.
Crunch.
His cheekbone was broken!
He spewed a mouthful of fresh blood and staggered a few steps before falling on the ground, crying out in pain.
Originally indifferent, Huang Ziqiang also walked over at this moment.
"Turns out you're a martial artist! No wonder you dare to be arrogant with me!"
"Everyone, get him! Disable him!"
Huang Ziqiang said.
In an instant, three of the men suddenly pulled out intricate small guns!
