The young man with the severed tongue looked warily at the three people. Shen Dong was angry but did not leave.
"Hehe, since you won't leave, stay and suffer with this mute." The three youngsters snarled, cracking their knuckles in readiness to start.
Wang Dalong and the others were not far away, watching this scene, but hesitated to make a move.
Shen Dong clenched his teeth and suddenly leaped forward, rushing at one of the men.
"Seeking death!" One of the three, noticeably stronger than Shen Dong, sneered and kicked Shen Dong brutally, causing him to fall to the ground.
Shen Dong clenched his stomach in pain as the mute young man glared furiously at the three men.
"What are you looking at? You deserve having your tongue cut out, you stupid mute!" The three men laughed derisively.
Just then, the young mute's eyes widened, and he smiled gleefully.
"What are you so happy about?" Fang Lin suddenly appeared behind the three men, curiously asking.
