Teaching the Eldest Grandson a Lesson (2)

"Is he crazy or something?" some of the gangsters behind Wang Wu said. In their opinion, even an idiot would know what and what not to say right now. It was understandable if everyone at their side only had a machete and bat in their hand.

But the problem right now is two RPG launchers are pointing at their door.

Even if Zhang Qin Feng was a martial artist, how fast can he run? Would the skin and flesh of a person capable of withstanding the force from an exploding rocket-propelled grenade?

Of course, not everyone thinks like the gangsters. At least, not Wang Wu, Gui Ge, and Hei Mang. Even the elder's lip is slightly curved upward after hearing what Zhang Qin Feng just said.