Qingfeng led Xue Lin towards the mansion. The narrow-faced security guard felt a pang of panic and his expression changed wildly.
He knew that the young man had broken two ribs of the short-haired security guard. The other security guard was still lying on the ground. If he were to stop him, he would only be beaten-up. He did not think he was a match for the young man ahead.
But the narrow-faced security guard knew that even if he was no match for the young man, he had to fight him. He was a security guard for the Li Family. His duty was to protect the Li Family and stop any strangers from entering the Li Family.
The narrow-faced security guard suppressed the fear in his heart and waved a metal baton towards Qingfeng. Since he would not be able to defeat Qingfeng with his bare hands, he chose to use a weapon. The young man should not a match for the weapon.