Jiang Xu's gaze swept across the room, at least ten people.
Every one of them had a fierce look in their eyes, clearly not the type to mess with.
As the saying goes, "Villains die from talking too much."
But these people looked quite professional.
They didn't utter a single word.
Upon seeing Jiang Xu, they directly charged at him with iron bars in hand.
"Tsk tsk tsk," Jiang Xu shook his head. "Huang Xiaofei, you have no honor in martial arts."
There was no need to guess.
That guy definitely wanted to capture him, give him a beating, then take a picture.
But Jiang Xu wasn't afraid at all.
After all, he had plenty of resources.
He was even a bit worried that after seeing him, Huang Xiaofei might feel inferior.
Of course, he didn't plan to just sit around and wait for doom.
Quickly, he pulled a small packet out of his pocket and powerfully flung it forward.
The bag broke upon impact, and the powdered lime inside scattered everywhere.
