The speaker was a short man, now looking at Ye Xiong with a mocking expression, completely ignoring the rage blazing within him.
Ye Xiong stood up and walked toward the group of burly men.
"The reckless fool. Teach him a lesson," the man with the wide mouth shouted.
At his command, the short, burly man stepped forward and threw a fierce punch at Ye Xiong's face.
The punch had barely begun its journey when a figure flashed before him. The short man hadn't even reacted before a foot slammed into his stomach. He doubled over in pain, not even comprehending how his opponent had moved.
"You dare lay a hand on my brother?"
Ye Xiong hauled the short man up by his collar and slapped him repeatedly. After more than a dozen slaps, the man's entire face was swollen like a pig's head. Ye Xiong then kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying several meters away.
