Feng Xing broke his wrist and punched the bridge of his nose. The blonde fell to the ground and howled in pain. Feng Xing pounced on two more men. After two or three punches, they fainted on the ground.
"Damn, he has some skills! Teach him a lesson!" Jang Wei ordered.
The men rushed to kill Feng Xing.
Feng Xing was injured and had a broken leg. He was not as mobile as in his younger days. Blood gushed out when he was slashed several times. However, he ignored his wounds and continued to fight.
Jang Wei was flustered. He was frightened by Feng Xing's aura. He might knock all of my men down.
Jang Wei pulled out a gun and fired a shot toward the sky.
“Bang!”
Feng Xing trembled.
"Don’t move, or I'll kill your daughter." Jang Wei pointed the gun at Yuanyuan's head.
"Dad…" Yuanyuan was stunned. She was whimpering and crying.
"Jang Wei, don't involve the innocent." Feng Xing was in despair. "You know the rules: never involve anybody else when things happen.”
"Bullsh*t. Whoever messes with me, I will kill his whole family!" Jang Wei cursed. “Aren’t you being arrogant during the day? Kneel before me now!”
Feng Xing clenched his teeth and fists in death. He felt remorseful. If I had been five years younger if my leg hadn't been broken... Jang Wei is no match for me, even if he had 100 guns.
Jang Wei shot Yuanyuan in the calf and said, "Kneel!"
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