Qi Xingzhou stretched his arm and yanked Li Fu back. With a kick, he sent him flying to the side.
Li Fu had just stood up when he was kicked down again, involuntarily letting out a cry of pain.
The villagers who had followed right behind arrived just in time to witness this scene, mouths agape in shock standing before the Li family's gate.
Good grief.
These two had gotten out of the car acting courteous and seemingly mild-mannered.
Who would have thought these young-looking men would be so fierce in their combat skills!
Are all people from big cities this formidable?
"This…" Old Man Zhang licked his lips, glanced at the expressionless Qi Xingzhou standing in the courtyard, then at Li Fu lying on the ground, yelping, and felt hesitant to speak as casually as he had at the door of Li Zhiguo's house.
He hadn't sensed such a chilling aura from the young lad back at Li Zhiguo's doorway.
Standing next to that young girl, although silent, he seemed good-looking and harmless.
