"F*ck... What the hell?!"
The man finally realized he had encountered a tough enemy. He cursed, pulled open his collar, and approached Song Yaoyao. "Hey, girl! Are you planning to leave after hitting my people? And you, do you know who I am? Huh? This is my territory. I can—"
"Ah!"
Huo Yunque pulled back his hand and wrapped the girl in his arms.
The man was sent flying as he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Huo Qi was speechless. He took a glance at the man; his chest was practically dented.
The Master didn't normally attack, but when he did, it was lethal!
With this thought, he realized how Miss Song and the Master were a perfect match.
Only the Master could control this violent girl.
The man's eyes scanned across the people on the ground as though he was looking at a pile of ants. His tone was cold.
"Deal with them."
Huo Qi nodded. "Yes."
"Gege."
