Jiang Sifan was still in a daze.
Lu Fan punched Lin Qiang in the face again.
Lin Qiang howled in pain.
He had completely lost the arrogant demeanor from before.
But he still whimpered and shouted, "You can hit me now, but you won't get away with this!"
"Oh, is that so?" Lu Fan smiled calmly.
Seeing this, the other yellow-haired punks all started begging for mercy. "Big bro, he was the one who hired us for the fight. We don't know anything."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, big bros, please let me go."
"My mom's still waiting for me at home, big bros, I was wrong."
The bodyguard, Lao Liu, smacked the punk on the head. "So you know you were wrong now? Weren't you arrogant just a minute ago?"
"Sorry, sorry... I'll never do it again."
Lu Fan looked at Jiang Sifan and gestured. "Alright, you can let out your anger now."
Jiang Sifan hesitated. He first glanced at Lin Qiang, then at Lu Fan, seemingly wrestling with his thoughts.
