Chapter 16: Taking the Fight to Their Doorstep

Ye Feng stepped on his back, forcing him to lie down again, "Do you know that your life is like a coffee table, covered in cups of sorrow?"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth.

He wanted to glare at Ye Feng, but Ye Feng was behind him, and he couldn't twist his neck around.

"Why are you craning your neck like that? Do you think you're Shen Gongbao or something?"

Ye Feng bent down and slapped him on the neck, straightening it, and said, "You damn dog, I'm asking you, are you convinced or not?"

Of course, the middle-aged man was not convinced.

How could he be? Someone had knocked his teeth out, and now he was being stepped on the ground.

Keep in mind, he came here to assassinate!

But now, even if he wasn't convinced, he had to be; he could only nod his head in resignation, "Convinced, big brother... no, Grandpa, you taught me right, I dare not do it again."