The middle-aged man's eyes were sharp as he glared at Qin Yiyi, and then at Shang Jingheng who had arrived a moment ago.
"Who are you people? Let go of my nephew."
Qin Yiyi did not say a word.
Shang Jingheng, who was at the side, directly kicked him out. His thin lips lifted slightly.
"Trash!"
"AH, third uncle, I..." With a mournful scream, young master Luo directly fainted.
Whether he was dead or alive was unknown!
Luo Jun's eyeballs almost popped out when he saw this scene.
This was the only seedling of their Luo family!
Now, he was injured to such an extent by this pair of lovers...
His eyes were filled with murderous intent. "You're courting death!"
Although he wanted to kill them immediately, he did not rush forward recklessly.
On the contrary, he even took a few steps back at the door and waved his hand.
"The few of you, go up and take them down. Just leave them alive!"
