"Mr. Tan, this newbie is bullying me, and that's the same as bullying all of us instructors! You've got to step in and deal with him fast!" Yao Bin, whose hand was being painfully squeezed by Lin Feng, quickly shouted when he saw Tan Long speak up to defuse the situation.
Yao Bin knew he was definitely no match for Lin Feng. But if Tan Long made a move, Lin Feng would surely be defeated. Tan Long's martial skills ranked high among all the instructors; he could easily handle three to five special forces soldiers.
Seeing Tan Long's piercing gaze, Lin Feng remained unfazed, a faint smile on his face. "Since Instructor Tan has said so, then fine."
With that, Lin Feng released Yao Bin's hand. Yao Bin quickly pulled away, looked at his already fractured right palm, and screamed, "Lin Feng, you're so ruthless!"
