As his voice fell, Hong Qi, carrying a baseball bat, walked straight toward Yang Xiao.
He wouldn't treat Yang Xiao the same way he had dealt with the taxi earlier, but he would show no mercy when he struck Yang Xiao.
He didn't intend to take Yang Xiao's life, but leaving him half-dead was certainly no problem.
Just as he had said, Yang Xiao couldn't blame anyone but himself for his bad luck; being short-sighted was one thing, but his misfortune was compounded by running into him!
At this moment, Ouke clenched his teeth and stepped forward again.
This time, Ouke even walked directly in front of Hong Qi, spreading his arms and positioning himself between Hong Qi and Yang Xiao.
