Ye Cheng stretched out his hand and pulled Qiao Rubing, who had a slight fear on his face, behind him. He looked up at the young people who were staring at him. "Dude, things have happened and the offenders have been punished. I think that's all right?"

"Forget it? Do you think it's all right?' Hearing Ye Cheng's understatement, he wanted to solve this problem. Several young people almost didn't give their noses a twist. Who is this fellow in front of us? Just kick his own feet? What about the punishment of the offender? What punishment? Is there a problem with this little brain?

"Okay, stop jumping, let's go...