Having been obstructed for six years, no matter how rational Winston tried to be, he had still been worn out. Even if it was a group of behemoths standing in front of him, he would kill them all without any hesitation, let alone a few ruffians.
The surrounding ruffians were all trembling intensely. The person being robbed had run off long ago when Winston was smashed by the wooden rod. He didn't see this brutal scene.
The ruffians shouted in their hearts: Hurry up and leave, hurry up and leave. Didn't you just want to leave earlier?
However, Winston didn't do as they wished. After standing up, he turned to face them.
At that instant, the ruffians trembled even more intensely, their legs turning soft like jelly. If they were to relax, they'd all fall limp to the ground.
Winston looked at them one by one, then his gaze finally landed on the tallest ruffian.
