"How dare you!"
"Let go of Feiyu!"
"Let him go quickly. You evil culprit, how dare you be so vicious!"
Wan Feiyu's companions shouted furiously. However, no one dared to go forward and help him.
Wan Feiyu was at the 2-star soldier level, but he couldn't even last one round with Wang Teng. He was defeated instantly. They weren't going to look for a beating.
Wang Teng grabbed Wan Feiyu's right hand and twisted it slightly.
"Ah!" Wan Feiyu immediately screamed in pain. His voice was sad and shrill, and his face was distorted. It was all because of the pain assaulting his senses.
Wang Teng turned and looked at the people who were shouting and clamoring. He asked in confusion, "What did you say?"
Everyone was stunned.
On purpose!
He must have done it on purpose!
Su Lingxuan felt speechless too. This fellow seemed a little evil!