Ye Chen stopped in his tracks, coldly saying, "Take your claws off if you don't want to die."
Wu Bo sneered, "Kid, the hell are you being cocky with me for? Aren't you just a DiDi driver? Do you know what I'm doing now? Let me tell you, my godfather is the big shot thug around here, daring to mess with my woman? You're courting death."
"I'll give you one last chance, take your filthy claws off," Ye Chen's lips curled into a cold sneer.
"What if I don't let go, what can you do? I can fuck you up with just some money. I've been annoyed with you since middle school, and today I'm going to teach you a lesson."
Saying that, Wu Bo raised his foot to kick Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's gaze turned cold, he dodged to the side, grabbed Wu Bo's collar, lifted him, and kicked him directly in the chest.
Crack!
With the sound of a bone cracking, Wu Bo flew out like a ball.
Wu Bo hadn't even reacted and had already fallen to the ground.
He wanted to get up, but felt as if his body was falling apart.
