The opponents were many and strong, and each one was armed to the teeth. Every one of them had a robust build. Of course, these weren't Ye Fan's primary concern. His biggest worry was that those arranged by Huo Zilong to be at the trading spot were certainly tough characters. If a real melee were to break out, it would be far more serious than any fight he had been in before.
Back at the casino, all Ye Fan had to do was take out the boss, and the rest of the gang were subdued. But now, the situation was much more dire. Moreover, the two bodyguards behind Huo Zilong were very strong, exuding an aura similar to Wu Ming and Xuan Feng. It was the bearing of formidable soldiers—no, even more ruthless.
Ye Fan pondered, if things really got physical, it would definitely be a fight to the death.
It's a bet!
Ye Fan gritted his teeth and walked towards Huo Zilong, saying as he moved, "Huo Zilong, what skill is there in threatening a woman? If you have the guts, come at me."
