These days, Jin Zelin had been holding in a bellyful of anger, and now he finally found an opportunity, his little universe had begun to burn fiercely.
"Stop!"
Jin Zelin rushed forward and shouted angrily.
The hands of that group paused, seeing Jin Zelin in front of them.
"Oh wow, another pretty boy has delivered himself to us!"
"Boss, there's a pretty girl following behind!"
The person they were talking about was naturally An Xiaoyu!
The group suddenly burst into sleazy laughter.
"Wow, boss, it seems like we're in for some luck with the ladies today!"
Jin Zelin coldly sneered.
"Luck with the ladies? I think you're tired of living!"
Jin Zelin stepped forward, and before the group could see clearly what was happening, Jin Zelin had already knocked down the leader, his foot directly stepping on the man's hand.
"Ah...it hurts like hell!"
The man howled like a pig being slaughtered.
"It hurts, right? What did you just call me?"
