No matter which city, there will be such dark little people, even Korosak is not surprising.
But what Lin Xiao didn't expect was that these gangsters seemed to be heading towards him and Lisa.
After arriving, these gangsters surrounded Lin Xiao and Lisa.
"Are you two Lin Xiao and Lisa?"
The leading young man with yellow hair asked, pulling out a switchblade about ten centimeters in length from his waist.
Hearing the word "Lisa", Hong Tianming, who was eating bullfrog next to him, suddenly widened his eyes, while Hong Xiuxiu also showed an expression of sudden realization.
Lin Xiao frowned and said: "We are not, you have recognized the wrong person."
"No? Haha, we have followed you from near Hongyu Building to here, and you still dare to say it's not the case?"
The leader, Huang Mao, said with a sneer. He pressed the button on the handle of the switchblade, and the ten-centimeter dazzling blade popped out.
"Don't blame us for being ruthless. If someone pays us to deal with you, there's nothing we can do."
As soon as Huang Mao finished speaking, he swung the switchblade and slashed it towards Lin Xiao's face.
The other gangsters picked up the guy and hit Lin Xiao and Lisa with steel pipes.
At this moment, a loud roar suddenly sounded.
"stop!"
This thunderous roar immediately shocked the gangsters.
The person who yelled was none other than Hong Tianming, the head of the Hong family who just ate bullfrog.
Hong Tianming slowly stood up from the stool, and then walked towards these gangsters. As he approached, his rickety figure gradually straightened, even giving people a subtle sense of oppression.
"How can you, a group of people, bully two young people? If you have the guts, come at me and I'll take care of them all!"
As soon as Hong Tianming finished speaking, he took a horse stance and got into a posture.
"Old man, you have nothing to do here!"
Huang Mao held the switchblade and shouted at Hong Tianming.
"When the road is rough, draw your sword to help. Their matter is my matter!"
Hong Tianming said in a tone with a hint of drama.
Huang Mao's face turned livid, and the other gangsters also showed angry expressions.
"Since you don't eat the toast and get the penalty drink, then don't blame us for being rude!"
As soon as Huang Mao finished speaking, he rushed towards Hong Tianming, and the other gangsters did the same.
Hong Tianming laughed and waved: "Well done!"
In an instant, Hong Tianming was surrounded by this group of ruffians.
But this Hong Tianming really had his wits about him. He kept wandering around among the punches, kicks, and steel pipes being punched and kicked by so many local gangsters, but he didn't get even a single blow.
All attacks were dodged by him.
His hands were sometimes used as fists and sometimes as palms, and he knocked the gangsters to the ground one after another.
But their hands are not weapons after all. Even if they knock the gangster to the ground, the gangster lying on the ground will soon get up and rejoin the fight.
"This old guy is pretty good at fighting!"
"Fuck him, I don't believe he can hold on!"
As Huang Mao shouted, these gangsters became more and more ruthless.