C42 Huang Yong Was Scammed

Half an hour had passed, and Ye Fann was still locked in a fierce struggle with the woman. The table was smashed, chairs were broken, and wood chips flew everywhere. Doors swung wildly, and boxes occasionally crashed to the ground, as if the entire warehouse was on the brink of collapse.

Both were giving it their all, but Ye Fann's old injuries were catching up with him