"Heh heh, you guys are from the Dragon Slaying Gang, right?"
Chen Yang wasn't afraid, but he didn't want to incite conflict right away either.
He still wanted to understand the problem first.
"Yeah, I'm from the Dragon Slaying Gang. Who the hell are you? Haven't seen you around before," the buzz-cut man scanned Chen Yang with disdain.
"I'm the one who ordered this batch of goods."
Chen Yang said directly.
"What? You're the one who ordered it? Haha, well, that's a surprise. Didn't expect you'd show up in person, interesting," the buzz-cut man laughed upon hearing Chen Yang's identity, his disdainful gaze intensifying as if he didn't take Chen Yang seriously at all.
But that was normal.
These guys were used to being arrogant, and besides, they had a definite advantage today.
Over a hundred armed thugs against Chen Yang and his two companions—how could they not be arrogant?
