C1736 Dead Souls

"Piss off, come here, face your death!" Wen Heyu stared at Lin Fei and cursed.

At this time, wen Heyu was no longer afraid of Lin Fei.

No matter how good Lin Fei was at fighting, what could he do?

Lin Fei was only one person.

His brother Wen Heeming had brought twenty or so muscular subordinates with him.

As long as his brother, Wen Heeming, gave the order