The young man with earrings beside was also caught off guard by this sudden change. After being stunned for a while, he pointed at Lin Beichen and shouted, "Do you even know where you are, kid? Huh? This is the Luo Family, and daring to make a move here, do you really not know how to spell the word 'death'?"
The earringed youth continued, "If you know what's good for you, let them go immediately, kneel down, kowtow, and beg for mercy, then compensate my brother and me for some mental damage, otherwise..."
"Bang."
Before the earringed youth could finish his extortion, Lin Beichen lifted a foot and kicked him in the chest.
"Boom."
The moment the footprint landed on his chest, the earringed youth felt his ears ringing, as if an ancient solid cannonball had hit him directly in the chest.
Every bone, muscle, and organ in his body seemed to be compressed together with that kick.
