Ye Feng's gaze swept across those few people.
With his current combat strength, it was as easy as playing with them.
However, he came out this time to relax and didn't want to be too disappointing.
"I don't want to talk nonsense with you. Go find someone who is in charge."
When the bald man heard this, he immediately sneered. "Who the f*ck do you think you are? You can see whoever you want? I don't care about my face…"
Before he could finish, his vision suddenly blurred.
In the next moment, Ye Feng's leg was already in front of him.
The sharp wind blew against his cheek, causing it to hurt.
If the other party's foot had kicked forward a little more, his face would have bloomed.
He felt a heat in his crotch and almost peed.
The other party's movements were too fast, and he did not see it clearly at all.
If it wasn't for the other party showing mercy, he wouldn't be able to stand here unscathed.