Wu Ziqing's head throbbed and darkness swam before his eyes. It took him a long moment to regain his senses.
"Ptooey!"
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, he pointed at Chen Yang and roared, "What are you all standing around for? Get him! Kill him!"
Instantly, the brawny men rushed forward.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Chen Yang moved in a flurry of hands and feet. In less than five seconds, all the brawny men were sent flying. They lay on the ground, wailing in agony.
Chen Yang dusted off his hands and said to Zhou Yufei, "Fairy, see you tomorrow!"
Zhou Yufei waved goodbye, then walked up to Wu Ziqing, who stood there stunned and disbelieving. She said coldly, "See that? Now do you see who the real piece of trash is?"
"Chen Yang's family background might not be as good as yours, and he might not earn as much, but in my eyes, you can't even compare to his little finger!
"Scum! Trash!"
With that, Zhou Yufei got into her car and sped away.
