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
