"Twenty thousand?!"
"Brother Xiong is really sizing up his mark! Judging by that handsome guy's clothes, twenty grand must be his limit!"
"Yeah, Brother Xiong is trying to milk him dry!"
"This... Sigh! Help someone out and get extorted instead, where's the justice in that?"
The onlookers surrounding them couldn't bear to watch and felt it was undeserved for Jiang Chen.
"What's all the noise? Scram!"
One of Brother Xiong's men pointed at the spectators and bellowed.
The watchers' faces changed, and they stepped back!
"If it's money you want, come and take it yourself!" Jiang Chen said with a cold laugh, looking at Brother Xiong.
Brother Xiong's expression darkened as he said in a deep voice, "Since you're courting death, I'll oblige! Charge!"
With a roar, Brother Xiong charged at Jiang Chen, followed by the other three men!
Bang!
With a muffled sound, Jiang Chen kicked Brother Xiong away, sending him crashing into the three young men following him.
