Ren Feifan coldly looked at the crowd, held his ground, and took a step forward. "Want to settle scores? Good, I have a score to settle with you. For taking 'protection' money from my Uncle Qin, for insulting my Aunt Ming, I don't want your leg. But... your life! Leave it behind!"
Life!
Leave it behind!
As soon as these words were uttered, everyone sucked in a cold breath.
Ren Feifan's eyes were cold, a wave of murderous intent swept over, casting a chilling aura in a large radius that made everyone shiver involuntarily.
This - it seemed like he genuinely intended to kill someone!
"Fuck, who do you think you are? You dare to ask me to leave my life behind?"
"Brother Ba, he must be fresh out of school, such a greenhorn! Just get him!"
"This guy must have watched too many martial arts dramas, he thinks he's Qiao Feng, or Guō Jìng... Haha!"
Brother Ba's minions laughed uproariously in mockery.