Lu Wenjin hooked his hand casually, showing complete disregard for his opponent.
"Fuck, who is the one being cocky here?" Xiao Xu's face fell as he rolled up his sleeves and strode forward.
The two tangled in a scuffle, with sounds of bare flesh to flesh combat echoing around.
Suddenly confined in this shoddy place, Lu Wenjin found an outlet for his pent-up frustration, his punches landing vehemently on the person before him.
"Ahh—"
Startled by the other's fierce strength, Xiao Xu cried out in pain.
The next second.
A blinding flashlight beam shone in from outside, accompanied by the jingle of keys.
"What's all this noise? Don't want to sleep anymore?"
The man with the scar returned, holding a long whip that he lazily lashed against the ground.
Xiao Xu immediately lost his nerve, tiptoeing back to the corner and keeping silent.
"Make another sound, and I'll kill you all!"
