No wonder this bastard is so arrogant, he really has a lot of tricks up his sleeve!

Lu Fei raised his fingers provocatively and said disdainfully.

"Didn't you just want to kill me?"

"Now...it's your turn."

"Hold!"

"you wanna die."

Yan Yonghui didn't believe that he couldn't handle this dry chicken whose thighs were not as thick as his own arms. He gritted his teeth and raised his big fist and hit Lu Fei on the head.

Lu Fei doesn't have much confidence in his current body, and he doesn't dare to be careless when facing Yan Yonghui, who is as strong as an ox.

Like a dexterous monkey, Lu Fei ducked to avoid Yan Yonghui's blow, and then punched Yan Yonghui's chest with all his strength with his right hand.

"boom!"

Lu Fei felt as if he had been hit on an iron plate, his fist bounced off Lao Gao, and his wrists were sore from the shock.

On the other hand, Yan Yonghui just groaned and said nothing. Instead, he stretched out his big hand like a leaf fan and pinched Lu Fei's neck.

A sinister smile flashed across the corner of Yan Yonghui's mouth. If he succeeded in attacking, he would first smash the stinky mouth of the dry chicken, and then break four of them in pieces.
Chapter completed!