The man came out too timely, and Xiang Yu had no time to evade. Seeing the man's miserable look, he directly kicked him.
A stench then wafted over; the man had soiled his pants.
Xiang Yu didn't want to deal with someone like that, so he bypassed him and left.
The man, having been kicked, cried out.
"Stop, don't go, punk. You kicked me and want to leave so easily."
Xiang Yu ignored him and continued walking forward; the guy was really too dirty.
"You still want to run." The man took two quick steps and reached out to grab Xiang Yu.
Feeling disgusted, Xiang Yu turned and kicked the man in the chest, sending him flying.
At this moment, the man noticed the blood on Xiang Yu and his oriental face.
"Help, there's an assassin, help!"
The man started shouting loudly while sitting, as it was late at night, and his voice carried far.
Seeing that he was exposed, Xiang Yu quickly ran toward the distance, knowing he was not far from the outside, enough to reach in five minutes.
