Xu Long's eyes scanned the men opposite of them. He was fully awake and sober now. It was as if he was never out drinking. As the assistant of Lu Tian, he was trained to never back down from a fight, even if the other person has a gun.
He slowly gets into a fighting stance, making the aura around him change. He was no longer the pretty boy at the night club, but a tiger. Even the aura he gave felt like an actual tiger had emerge from within him and appeared into the sky above.
Lin Hui nod his head at Xu Long with an impressed expression. He turns away from the man and looks at the other men. His posture slowly change and gets into a fighting stance with fists ready to fight.
"Hahahah—"
The group of men roar in laughter when they saw Lin Hui and Xu Long's fighting stances. Compare to them, both men were skinnier and looked like kids. Two skinny men thinks they can take them down? When had they ever lost a fight?
