Smack!
Ding Zimo's figure was like a soccer ball kicked with force, directly flying out.
Bam!
Ding Zimo slammed into the security door of the apartment.
The metal door was forcefully hit and bulged outward, severely deformed.
The tiles and cement cracked and fell down with a clatter.
Ding Zimo spat out a mouthful of blood, his body like a dead dog, crawling on the ground, coughing repeatedly.
Finally, Yang Fei could not hold back anymore and kicked Ding Zimo, sending him flying.
Qin Xianfei's father saw Yang Fei violently beating Ding Zimo and trembled with fear.
He rushed over and helped Ding Zimo up, "Zi Mo, how are you?"
Ding Zimo spat, a bloody saliva landing on Qin Xianfei's father's face.
His expression was fierce and resentful, "Qin Tianpeng, just you wait. Our Ding Family won't let you off."
Qin Xianfei's father was full of apologies, not bothering to wipe the spit off his face, still supporting Ding Zimo.
This guy was cursing, looking like he deserved a beating.
