Yang Long looked somewhat surprised at the two menacing figures before him. He couldn't figure out what these two fools were up to.
If his side had only three to five people, Yang Long would naturally suspect that they were looking for a fight. However, they had made it clear they were armed with handguns, let alone the machetes, steel pipes, and crowbars.
In any case, the unarmed opponents didn't stand a chance, not even a glimmer of hope for victory.
Finally, Yang Long let out a long sigh: "Your current attitude tells me, do you want to die?"
No one answered. Although Gao Ming was starting to feel nervous, the thought that he could fight side by side with Chen Kai, even outnumbered, motivated him. Even if they lost this time, they could always flee when the situation was dire.
Even if he was unfortunate enough to get shot, considering his family's influence, revenge was assured. Thus, Gao Ming gradually calmed down.
