"D-Don't come any closer, if you do, my-my boyfriend will get mad!" Zhao Li'er said fearfully.
"Heh heh! Just that one punk? Not that we look down on him, but even if there were three or five of him, I could take them all down myself," the leader of the thugs said arrogantly.
"Oh really? You must be quite something!" Zhang Xiaohao said playfully, putting down his newspaper.
"Damn! You cocky brat, so you do have some guts! I thought you'd play dead forever, but you—"
Slap!
Before the leader of the thugs could finish his sentence, Zhang Xiaohao slapped him across the face, knocking him to the ground.
"With skills like those, you think you're fit to commit robbery?" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.
His cold gaze fell on the remaining two thugs.
"Damn! You dare sneak attack our boss? You're asking for it."
"Da Wu, let's take him down! Waste this brat!"
The two remaining thugs said and then rushed at Zhang Xiaohao with fruit knives, aiming at his chest.
