Several goons were utterly oblivious to the impending danger, openly sizing up Chu Bai.
They probably thought they were about to have a stroke of good luck.
One of them, with green-dyed hair, made faces at Chu Bai.
"Aren't you quite the sharpshooter? Let's have a go at a shooting match."
Chu Bai seemed not to notice the mockery in the other's words and just stared at his hair, offering praise.
"Nice color."
The green-haired one scratched his head, "Not bad, right? Cost me a pretty penny to get it done."
Another with red hair coughed, and the green-haired patted the shooting game machine.
"Let's play this, compete to see who beats the game first."
It was then that the red-haired finally seized the opportunity to talk dirty.
"If you win, we'll do whatever you say, but if we win, heh heh..."
The laughter was particularly nauseating, giving Yue Qingqing goosebumps all over her body.
A few girls had also gathered around without anyone noticing when.
