He's Still Not Up to Rank

"Who the f*ck are you talking to?!"

Wu Jinsong couldn't stand it anymore and rushed toward Lin Yi.

Pa!

Not only did Lin Yi not dodge, but he also slapped Wu Jinsong's face.

The latter didn't react in time, and with Lin Yi's strength, Wu Jinsong was soon knocked to the ground. His face was swollen, and the five bright red fingerprints shone on his face.

Dumbfounded!

Stunned!

Those who saw this scene were all restless.

It was one thing to beat up Zhao Guangli's subordinate, but he actually beat up Fifth Master's son!

Didn't they want to leave this place?!

"F*ck!" Zhao Guangli cursed, "Little brat from Zhonghai, you came to our Yangcheng while pretending to be a boss. Do you think I, Zhao Guangli, am a coward?"

Cursing, Zhao Guangli lifted the back of his shirt, pulled out a dagger, and thrust it at Lin Yi!

"Mr. Lin, be careful!" Qu Bing screamed instinctively.