Mo Zhuangbi sized up Li Fei, "Not too shabby for a lad, anyone else would've been poked to the hospital for emergency rescue by now, but look at you, not a scratch on you."
But his tone shifted immediately, "Even so, I won't let you off the hook today. You've injured so many of my boys just now. If I don't avenge them, I'd be unworthy of being their boss."
Li Fei replied, "Looks like you're really itching for a fight with me."
"That's right, today between the two of us, only one can remain standing."
"Scary talk there!"
"I advise you, the wise adapt, you kneel and apologize to me right now, and then cough up the medical expenses, I might consider sparing your dog life."
There was a loud bang, as Li Fei threw a punch without any warning, striking Mo Zhuangbi squarely, sending him flying backward, spitting blood, and two blood-stained teeth scattered in the air.
