Brother Biao was not completely stupid, and he hurriedly began begging for mercy.
The heat had just gone to his head and clouded his judgment. Now that he had been pinned down, he calmed right away.
When you were under someone else's roof, you had no choice but to bow your head.
"Alright, alright. We're not demons either. Let him relax a little." Beating him up was no big deal, but beating him to death was not what Young Master Fei wanted.
"Yes!"
Although Qu Xibo had kept his strength under control, he offered no excuse. He agreed, lifted his foot, and grabbed Brother Biao by the hair with one hand, hauling him up.
"Pain, pain, pain! I'm going bald, I'm going bald..."
Well, pulling out just a tiny little bit of hair should not be a big problem.
Still, Qu Xibo... Young Master Fei gave him a look. It seemed he really hated Brother Biao?
Earlier, Young Master Fei had thought Qu Xibo had carried out his orders perfectly and faithfully, which had moved him for quite a while. He had even thought about promoting him to team captain.
Who would have thought?
He had thought Qu Xibo was just a clown, teaming up with Zhao Jinfei to perform crosstalk and skits.
Who would have thought you were actually so righteous and hateful toward evil? You did not hold back at all when it came to Brother Biao, and even threw in extra.
"Listen up. Remember this: your grandpa here is named Ye Chen!"
He was not just saying it for Brother Biao's sake, but for his lackeys as well.
He deliberately raised his voice as loud as possible, all the more to make sure Chen Xiaoxiao could hear clearly.
After all.
He could not neglect the plot just