Tang Ruoxue looked at Ye Fei with great interest, and his always gloomy eyes rarely flashed through his light.

Ye Fei stood in front of the black dog, and the feeling of oppression flowing from his body became even stronger, and the black dogs and his group felt breathless.

"Brother Fei, I'm sorry, it's my beast, it's my beast, I will never accept it again in the future."

The black dog's forehead was bleeding: "And I will return all the money I received this month to everyone."

Seeing the black dog and the others were frightened, Chen Biqin pulled Ye Fei's sleeve lightly: "Ye Fei, forget it, forget it."

Tang Ruoxue also approached Ye Fei's ears: "Stay at the first line, and other vendors have to do business."

Ye Fei took a step forward and looked at the black dog and said, "Which hand do you want to touch my Ruoxue?"

The kneeling black dog trembled all over and stretched out his right hand with a tough forehead: "Brother Fei, this..." Ye Fei was very calm: "From now, let's have a meal with his left hand."

"I understand, understand."

The black dog's eyelids twitched, then pulled out a switchblade and stabbed it into the palm without saying a word.

With one knife and two holes, blood flowed like a stream! Many people around him screamed.

Chen Biqin and Tang Ruoxue also turned their heads.

Ye Fei kicked the black dog over and said, "Get out!"
Chapter completed!