Sent Flying with One Punch

"F*ck. Who are you? How dare you threaten the Three-Yuan Gang." The tall thug swore. His face was dark and he walked forward with a beer bottle.

He was prepared to teach Qingfeng a harsh lesson to make him understand that not everyone could come to this place. Those who try to find trouble would suffer consequences.

"Big brother Li, this guy is holding a beer bottle. What should we do?"

Xiaoyue Zhang tightly held onto Qingfeng's hand when she saw the intimidating tall thug. Her pretty face was ghastly white.

Women were timid creatures, and inherently afraid of thugs.

Furthermore, the thug had red hair, piercings, and tattoos on his arms. He was obviously not a good man.

"Don't worry, I'll beat him up." Qingfeng patted Xiaoyue's delicate hand and gave her a reassuring look.

In his opinion, this tall thug was a weakling with zero combat ability. He could throw him into the air with a single fist.