After hearing Shi Jingyuan's words, Ye Feng remained relaxed, and spoke lightly, "Shut up!"
"I'll shut your damn mouth, you dog bastard, you're dead for sure, I'm going to kill you today, you will definitely regret it! My dad, Shi Tianlong, is right there at the Zhao Family, and once he comes out, I'll have him cripple you!" Shi Jingyuan roared loudly.
"Swish!" Just as Shi Jingyuan had finished speaking, Ye Feng easily tossed him into the air.
Shi Jingyuan soared high, reaching a height of over three meters. Before he had landed on the ground, Ye Feng extended his left hand and smashed a punch into Shi Jingyuan's stomach.
"Thud!" With a muffled sound, Ye Feng's fist sank deep into Shi Jingyuan's stomach.
"Ah!" Shi Jingyuan felt as if all his internal organs were about to shatter, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, his expression twisting in extreme pain.
At that moment, Shi Jingyuan hit the ground, clutching his neck in agony.
