God-Level All-rounder Expert Chapter 1208 - 1287: I’m in a Hurry!

The group stared at Fang Yi like wolves.

The one playing on his phone set it down and pulled out a knife from beneath his pillow.

Those playing cards stopped, their hands unwittingly reaching under the table.

The ones eating instant noodles stopped eating, casually wiped their mouths with their sleeves, and reached into their pockets.

All with malicious intent.

All watching the pure, fragile lamb that is Fang Yi, ready to pounce at any mont.

Xie Shi lit a cigarette, one hand in his pocket, looking proud and arrogant.

With such an advantage, so many people on his side, how could he not be arrogant and smug?

Recalling being stomped on by Fang Yi earlier, even having his mouth trodden underfoot, Xie Shi fud with anger at the thought.

Xie Shi held his cigarette between his fingers, blew out a puff of smoke, and stared at Fang Yi, saying, "I won’t waste words with you. Lie down and let trample you a few tis, payback for before, not too much to ask, right?"

Fang Yi nodded, "Not too much."

Xie Shi: "Ha, didn’t expect you’d be so sensible."

Fang Yi: "But I don’t agree."

Xie Shi’s face broke into a smile, then imdiately darkened: "You’re asking for death, huh?"

Fang Yi looked at him, speaking calmly: "Do you recall what I told you earlier at the plaza."

Xie Shi: "Rember so bullshit! I don’t rember anything!"

Fang Yi reminded him, still in a calm tone: "Third ti’s the charm."

This made Xie Shi pause.

Then Xie Shi sneered: "Damn, thought you had sothing to say, third ti’s the charm? Yeah, third ti’s the charm. You’ve stomped twice. I’ve decided I’ll stomp you three tis!"

Fang Yi said: "You can?"

Those words were like a stick, hitting Xie Shi squarely on the forehead.

Xie Shi’s anger flared instantly.

At the sa ti, soone stood up.

"Why waste words with him, let’s beat him up first!"

"This is our turf, no way we can’t handle him!"

"Big brother’s sleeping, keep it down, don’t wake him."

Five or six people began to surround Fang Yi.

Fang Yi had no choice but to set the battery he was carrying on the ground, then flex his arms and rotate his neck.

When soone insists on getting beat up, can you bla him?

"It’s getting dark, hurry up, I’m on a tight schedule." Fang Yi said dispassionately.

Whether it was Fang Yi’s tone or deanor, or his attitude, it all carried a strong sense of disdain.

"Still putting on an act? I’m gonna beat you until you cry for your mom!" A man charged at Fang Yi brandishing a steel rod.

Seeing the steel rod swinging towards Fang Yi.

Bam!

The steel rod struck down, but didn’t hit him; Fang Yi caught it firmly with his left hand.

The man froze for a second, then tried to use force, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t budge it.

Fang Yi lifted his foot...

Another thud, the man’s back hunched as he flew backward, landing on his rear on the ground.

First ca a few seconds of silence, then...

"It hurts! Hurts like hell!" The others stared wide-eyed.

"Damn it! All of us together!"

The few had no hesitation then, they all jumped in.

But unfortunately...

In less than half a minute, the warehouse echoed with miserable screams, shrill and piercing.

The ones who thought they were invincible were all rolling on the ground, wailing, filling the warehouse with noise.