A few people were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Huang Mao said with a quivering voice, "You... who are you trying to scare? We're not afraid of you. So what if you can fight? We... we have more people, can you beat all of us?"
Su Yang ignored Huang Mao. He turned his head to the little boy and said, "Take your uncle to sit inside for a while."
The little boy nodded vigorously, pulled out the bed and went into the back room, drawing the curtains.
Su Yang shut the door and suddenly picked up the injured youth, punching him in the face.
Huang Mao and company watched with wide eyes as the youth's head was spun around by Su Yang's punch. It started with the back of his head facing Huang Mao and the others, and now it was his face directly in front of them.
"Ah..." Huang Mao and his group screamed in terror. It was like a scene from a horror movie.
This time, they completely lost their previous arrogance and shook with fear.
