Hu Wei was startled and slammed on the brakes hard.
Before the two had stabilized their stance, they saw three burly men carrying pickaxe handles emerge from the car in front.
"Damn it, Hu Pangpang, run!" Li Qing yelled urgently.
But Hu Wei seemed to freeze, staring blankly ahead.
"Run, what are you dazed for?" Li Qing shouted loudly, rushing out of the car.
"It's Stick Brother..."
Hu Wei also got out of the car, but after seeing the people in front of him, he suddenly stood there, muttering under his breath.
But in that moment of hesitation, the three strong men had already surrounded them.
One of them, a fat man with an indiscernible tattoo on his neck, but appearing pitch-black, blocked Li Qing's path with the pickaxe handle in his hand.
Li Qing's scalp went numb instantly.
These guys were clearly after him!
But when had he ever crossed paths with these thugs?
Li Qing couldn't figure it out.
