At this moment, Zhao Rong stood his ground, waiting silently as four motorcycles charged toward him.
When the biker gang leader saw Zhao Rong simply standing still as they were about to collide, he immediately began to mock him. "Little security guard, do you really fancy yourself some kind of quiet pretty boy? Kid, I'm going to make your death uglier than a pig's."
The gang member on the right chimed in, "Little security guard, we've killed plenty of people with this trick before. Today, we'll use it to kill you, too."
Another biker riding behind them added with contempt, "We've never failed with this move. It's killed countless people. Looks like another idiot is about to die under our wheels today."
Meanwhile, Zhao Rong stood in the center, watching the four motorcycles speeding toward him. Dumbasses, bring it on. Make the impact even harder. he thought with a chuckle.
