Ye Feng threw the dirty tissue on Devonshire Hook's face, just like the last time at the bar.
"I know!"
He had never intended to kill Devonshire Hook.
Devonshire Hook was not an ordinary person.
Although he looked like a pile of mud now, his vitality was still exceptionally vigorous.
At this moment, Ye Feng's light-hearted action stunned Wolfgang.
"What?!" He shouted. "Ye Feng, so you're not angry anymore, I thought you couldn't control yourself."
"I'm not you!" Ye Feng glanced at Wolfgang.
Wolfgang pursed his lips.
He looked at Devonshire Hook who was lying on the ground and said worriedly, "What should we do now? We can't just leave him here, right?"
"Why don't we wait until there are fewer people outside and toss him into a random place?"
Ye Feng smiled lightly. "Why go through so much trouble, I have a better idea."
"Of course not." He paused and looked at Wolfgang. "And it would be even better if you were the one handling this."
