Luo Ye twitched the corner of his mouth, utterly speechless. He had seen people courting death before, but never anyone so eager to do it.
Feitan was not known for his good temper. That guy actually dared to provoke him—was he really not afraid of dying?
Speaking of Feitan, Luo Ye only saw a blur before Feitan instantly appeared in front of the man.
With a cold expression, he slapped him. The man flew straight backward, smashed into the wall, and left a human-shaped imprint in it.
Feitan snorted. "I thought you were supposed to be impressive. You can't even take one slap from me, and you still had the nerve to swagger out here?"
With that little skill of his, Feitan had no idea who had given him the courage to provoke him. Since he wanted to die, Feitan would grant his wish!
Only after sending him flying did Feitan notice that quite a few people were crouching behind him, staring at him in shock.
This place was small, but there sure were a lot of people. He turned his head slightly, his brows and eyes stern as he looked at the frozen crowd. "Why aren't you getting lost? Want a slap too?"
What a bunch with no sense of timing. He and Yezi were having their private time together, yet these people insisted on staying here and getting in the way!
If they really wanted to die, he could give them a quick death too!
The crowd exchanged glances, then looked at the human-shaped wall decoration. They immediately scattered in all directions.
They only wanted reduced sentences, not death. That short guy was so vicious that one slap had embedded someone in the wall so deeply they could not even pry him out. With their skinny arms and