Haven't you seen those Hong Kong movies?
Four triads stopped, turned around, and looked at Lin Baici.
A strong sense of hooliganism hit head-on.
"What do you want?"
The tattooed youth was clearly the leader of the small group, and he rarely spoke. The red-haired youth, his nose raised high, directed his words at Lin Baici.
"Robbing in broad daylight doesn't seem very nice, does it?"
Lin Baici laughed, it was like getting a pillow when feeling sleepy.
He scorned robbing old men but robbing bad guys, that was like acting as a public service.
"What?"
The four were dumbstruck.
"Haha?"
The red-haired youth laughed until his stomach hurt: "Do you know who controls these nearby streets?"
"You guys?"
Lin Baici sneered: "I don't think you guys have what it takes!"
"It's us, the Three Sabers Association!"
After the tattooed youth spoke, the youth with the earring next to him reminded him.
"Boss, this kid's messing with us!"
