The Man in the Jungle
Ren Xiang truly realized that Xiao Yifeng had gone mad.
Could it be because I rejected him? Did he really turn dark?
"Xiao Yifeng, have you gone mad? If you have something to settle, come at me. Why are you beating these innocent—"
Before he could finish, Xiao Yifeng grabbed his arm and executed a Shoulder Throw.
"Ah!!!"
"Sorry, sorry!!" Xiao Yifeng was still apologizing.
The people crammed inside had been frightened out of their wits.
They all rushed outside.
But they were not faster than Xiao Yifeng.
One came out, one got a Shoulder Throw.
Before long, ten people lay quietly on the ground.
Only Ren Xiang, stubborn as a mule, kept getting back up after falling, only to be thrown again.
Again and again, without end.
Xiao Yifeng actually started crying. "What the hell is going on?!!!"
At first, Xiao Yifeng's subordinates truly thought their Young Master was venting his fury.
But now, it seemed that was not the case.
They immediately moved to stop him.
Yet the moment they approached, a Shoulder Throw!!!
"Young Master, it's us!"
Xiao Yifeng could not be bothered explaining anymore. Even though every part of him resisted and he tried to relax, he could not stop himself.
Shen Wuxiao, who was watching from the side, understood what was happening.
He casually called Xue Zimo.
When the call connected, Xue Zimo's sweet voice came from the other end. "Husband, what is it?"
"Momo, did one of your pills contain a Shoulder Throw?" Shen Wuxiao asked.
Xue Zimo smiled. "You used it? There was one, but that pill was originally supposed to be really powerful!"
"It certainly is powerful!" Shen Wuxiao looked at the large group sprawled on the ground.
"Husband, I'm not joking. It's true—the pill is called