Guo Yu stared blankly at Zhao Dong. The next second, his legs gave out and he collapsed to the ground. He was terrified, his legs rendered useless by fear.
Beside him, Dong Bowen's face darkened. He slapped the back of Guo Yu's head and yanked him to his feet, berating him, "Coward! Do you really have to be this scared?"
Shivering, Guo Yu stammered, "Bro... this guy... he's too good at fighting, isn't he? Maybe we should... get out of here first?"
"Get out of here my ass! I haven't even had my turn!"
At that moment, Dong Bowen felt a pang of fear himself and considered retreating. But so many people were watching, including many from the nearby playground. Besides, he'd brought all these men with him. If he ran now, how could he ever show his face in the underground scene again?
Gritting his teeth, Dong Bowen stepped forward and panted at Zhao Dong, "You... you've practiced boxing before?"
