The opponent's iron fist hit Tang Qi's back. Tang Qi spat out a small mouthful of blood, but showed no fear or frustration at all.

The moment he received the iron fist, he slid forward and knocked the red suit away. Then he arched his legs and kicked him.

Another hit.

"boom!"

The attacker hit the wall of the VIP room, and the expensive tiles shattered with a crack.

Ye Fan looked up and saw that the person who attacked was a middle-aged man.

He has no beard or hair, has a shaved head, and is wearing a red suit, but his fierce and protruding eyes give people a nondescript but extremely dangerous feeling.

"Red Buddha, step back."

"Yes, if you can withstand a blow from the Red Buddha, you do have the capital to act wild."

"It's just that you shouldn't hurt Young Master Yang."

When the bald man wiped away the blood and was about to take action again, another indifferent and proud voice came from the door.

Then a group of men and women in colorful clothes walked in.

Each one of them is not only well-dressed, but also elegant and restrained, with an extraordinary temperament.

One of the long-haired young men is even more handsome and elegant. He is more dazzling than celebrities and looks extraordinary. He is a level higher than Yang Poju.

In fact, Yang Pojue also took the initiative to welcome the past:

"Brother Feiyang, you came just in time, it's just these guys who are causing trouble."

"Not only did he steal more than one billion from me, he also injured us."

"We can't stop him."

"I brought out the background of my eldest brother, Young Master Yetang, and they also looked at me with contempt."
Chapter completed!