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Ye Xing coldly snorted in contempt. “You’re not qualified to know who I am. I also don’t need to know who you are. You manage to land in our Shaoye’s hands today, so you must not have eyes.”
Ye Xing started to beat and kick the fake waiter.
The waiter cried out in pain. He was not Ye Xing’s opponent at all.
But his shouts drew his accomplices out. They had knives in their hands and stabbed towards Ye Xing.
Ye Xing broke the glass on the wall with familiarity and pulled out an iron bar. He started fighting with the group of people.
“Have mercy. Please have mercy.”
These people were simply no match for Ye Xing.
Feng Sujin fell to the ground and saw this scene. She saw that Jun Mohan’s subordinate saved her. A feeling of gratitude washed over her heart.
As she was about to lose her rationality, she saw Jun Mohan appear.
Feng Sujin strongly steadied herself, used her last bit of strength to seize Jun Mohan’s pants, and said such words.
Jun Mohan looked down at Feng Sujin. He looked into her stubborn, helpless, and pleading eyes.
A faint light flashed across his placid eyes.
He slowly bent down and picked Feng Sujin up in his arms.
Once she was in his arms, Jun Mohan then discovered that Feng Sujin was very thin. There was almost no weight to her.
He walked with big strides outside. He seemed to have thought of something and his footsteps halted. He said to Ye Xing, “I’ll leave it to you. I don’t want to see something like this happen again.”
“Yes, Jun Shao!”
He understood that everyone involved with this had to be disposed of.
These people were also blind. Who asked them to bump into the muzzle of a gun?