Qi Taiguo was already filled with anger with nowhere to vent it, and this little punk's words were like throwing fuel on the fire, making his rage soar to the highest point.
Qi Fenglian was bewildered; the successive blows left her in a daze. What did he say?
Zhang Jisheng messed with someone else's woman, got caught, and now they want one hundred yuan for ransom?
Qi Fenglian rolled her eyes and fainted from sheer anger.
"Big sister." Cheng Su called urgently and quickly pressed her philtrum.
Qi Fenglian didn't want to wake up, but it was Qi Taiguo who forcefully pressed, bringing her back to consciousness.
As soon as she woke up, she began to scream and cry sharply, wailing, "What sin, that bastard, he's courting death."
Cheng Su had a headache.
Looking at those two little punks again, they didn't dare step forward. Cheng Su walked up to Qi Taiguo and whispered, "There seems to be something fishy here. Could it be a set-up trap?"
