Hu Dajun hung up the phone, smugly watching Xue An.
At that moment, there were still many onlookers quietly discussing among themselves.
"Who is this guy? How dare he hit Dajun's men?"
"Don't know him! But he seems pretty awesome!"
"Oh my, this guy is simply too handsome!"
"Shh, keep it down, Hu Dajun is not someone to mess with, he has backing from behind, I heard it's Beijiang's famous Brother Kun!"
Many people were worried for Xue An, with a few brave souls shouting, "Hey buddy, run now, a wise man does not eat the loss before him!"
"That's right, man, you even have your girlfriend with you! Hurry up and leave, that Brother Kun is not someone to provoke!"
Xue An was unmoved, simply giving these people a slight smile and then said indifferently, "It's okay, I actually want to see how amazing this Brother Kun is!"
Some of the more prudent bystanders couldn't help but shake their heads, "Young people these days, always so competitive!"
