Cen Anbang's eyes gradually turned cold.
"Fuck! A bun seller acting so cocky?"
The fatty raised a steel pipe, pointed at Cen Anbang and shouted, "Won't give us money, huh? Smash it for me!"
The crowd behind him rushed forward in unison.
Crack!
Cen Anbang punched one man's arm, resulting in a loud noise from the limb.
Suddenly, it bent.
Bang!
Following that, he swung another punch, colliding squarely with a steel pipe.
The steel pipe was bent at a ninety-degree angle.
Seeing this, the rest of the people were scared stiff.
Is this guy a robot or what?
No one wanted to endure the force of that punch.
Whoosh!
Cen Anbang stepped forward, appearing in front of the fatty, "Thinking of leaving, are you?"
"Big brother... I..."
Boom!
Cen Anbang kicked him in the stomach.
His body flew backwards, smashing the car window behind him, and he sat stuck inside, unable to move.
"Ah! Run, run quick!"
The fatty screamed in pain a few times, signaling the others to drive off.
