"Let go of my hand now!"
Lin Runjie's grip was strong, causing Brother Lek's wrist to ache terribly. Brother Lek shook off his hand forcefully, rubbed his wrist, and cursed, "Damn it, what the hell are you! Daring to compete with me for a woman!"
Lin Runjie scolded them, "Get lost if you know what's good for you. Don't make me take action!"
But Brother Lek started taunting, "Hey, I'm telling you, we've been trained! Do you really think you can beat the two of us alone?"
"You are welcome to try!"
The contempt in Lin Runjie's tone was too much for the two men to bear; feeling provoked, they exchanged a glance and simultaneously charged toward him, swinging their hands down hard toward his head.
"Go to hell!"
"Ah! Mr. Lin, be careful!"
Tan Yanli, seeing the two men's fierce attack, cried out in fright.
