Seeing Yang Yifeng in the bar's booth, the brothers Qi Tian and Qi Ling's eyes instantly reddened with emotion, and they also hung their heads in shame.
They were eager to become Yang Yifeng's underlings, and though they didn't expect to shield him from everything, they also didn't want to keep causing him trouble, right?
But in the face of Zhang Chusheng's power, they really were pitifully weak.
Hearing Qi Tian's call, Yifeng turned his head with an indifferent look, glanced over at everyone, and then with a wave of his hand, he ordered Zhang Chusheng, "Let them go, and you all can get lost."
What?
As Yang Yifeng spoke, his expression was indifferent, without a trace of panic, as if he were talking about an insignificant trifle. However, to Zhang Chusheng and his men, these words seemed laughably ridiculous.
Kid, do you understand the situation, you're alone, you know!
At this moment, almost everyone looked at Yang Yifeng with pity, as if they were looking at a dead man!