Wang Qiang pulled out a small machete, and following his lead, everyone behind him also drew their machetes.
Seeing this scene, Tong Yue's eyes bulged in fear, and she immediately ran toward Feng Lin.
"Stand still, and just watch your brother heroically save the damsel in distress."
Feng Lin didn't turn around, but simply stretched out a hand to stop Tong Yue.
Tong Yue bit her lip and stopped, yet her eyes remained unblinkingly fixed on the scene before her.
"You're acting pretty cocky, huh? Do you know who calls the shots on this street?" Wang Qiang pointed his machete at Feng Lin, "It's Brother Bao, and I roll with Brother Bao!"
"Then do you know who I roll with? I'm with Sister Ye!"
Feng Lin smiled genially at them, testing out whether the name Ye Xin carried any weight.
"Ye Xin?"
Wang Qiang's face twitched slightly, then he laughed and said, "Who the hell are you trying to scare? I could say Ye Xin is my wife for all you know!"
