A while later. Some footsteps were heard. Tracing the voice. A young man who looked like a boxer with a fit figure, wearing a hoodie and white gauze on his hands, slowly walked down the stairs not far away. Fang Qiu said to the middle-aged man without looking at him, "You have thirty seconds." "You better leave, or I won't be easy on you!" The middle-aged man signaled the dozen or so of people to besiege him while talking. But those people didn't dare to step forward. The middle-aged man was furious. These motherfuckers were useless! "Fifteen seconds left!" Fang Qiu said. The middle-aged man gave a vicious order to the young man. "Beat him away!" Just as he finished the sentence. The young man who was standing on the stairs suddenly jumped and reached nearly thr

