章節 273: Chapter 273: Is It the Head or the Bottle That's Harder_1

The middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face ghastly pale and flickering with a look of terror.

Meanwhile, Hai Fugui watched this scene with his tiny, barely-visible eyes wide with shock, his fat face trembling.

"You... who are you?"

Looking at Ye Luo, Hai Fugui's voice trembled as he spoke, bearing in mind that this middle-aged man had been hired at great expense to be his bodyguard, and he was acutely aware of his terrifying strength.

Before, the man could single-handedly take down more than a dozen armed thugs, an extraordinary feat, yet now he was brought to his knees by a single move from Ye Luo; the outcome was too unexpected.

"Mr. Hai, your bodyguard looks rather frail; I barely gave him a tap and he knelt down for me."

Ye Luo sneered, then followed with a kick, sending the Houtian Peak man flying across the room, crashing into the wall, and slumping to the ground like a lump of mud.

Right afterward, Ye Luo walked over to Hai Fugui.