Ye Luo's grip immediately caught the hands reaching for his shoulders, and then he twisted them to a ninety-degree angle, breaking them.
Bang bang!
Ye Luo kicked out with both feet, sending the two men flying out instantly, coincidentally crashing onto Qin Feng, who screamed as they landed on him. The combined weight of these two men was around three to four hundred pounds, all pressing down on Qin Feng, nearly suffocating him.
"Bastard, get these two off me!" Qin Feng bellowed, his face flushed red. Immediately, others rushed forward to drag away the two unconscious men, helping Qin Feng to his feet.
However, Qin Feng now appeared rather disheveled, his face reddened and he was breathing heavily. His expression was exceedingly ugly as he glowered at Ye Luo with seething anger.
The dignified young master of the Qin Family had lost so much face in public that Qin Feng felt an urge to tear this bastard to pieces. It was a complete slap in the face.