"Oh, you've got some nerve, kid."
The two tattooed men were somewhat taken aback by Xiao Qiang's reaction, not expecting him to be unflustered. They initially thought Xiao Qiang would definitely be frightened silly by the two of them and might even kneel down to beg for mercy. Unexpectedly, not only was he not afraid, but he calmly asked the two of them to lead the way.
Glancing at Xiao Qiang, the man who spoke earlier gave a nod, "Interesting, come with us."
Xiao Qiang remained silent and followed the two men into the Honda car. Regardless of whether the enemy blamed the dragon pool or the tiger's den, Xiao Qiang did not care. He was already a master of advanced prenatal martial arts, and coupled with various spiritual symbols he had, he was confident of escaping unscathed unless he came across opponents at foundation-building level.
