Qiao Yuhui was also a bit stunned. Although she didn't fully understand the gangster's meanings, just seeing their roving eyes told Qiao Yuhui they probably had ill intentions.
Subconsciously grabbing Liu Menglin's hand, she stepped back slightly.
If they were simply saying hello and making small talk, Li Ang couldn't be bothered to care. But the moment they spoke, it was a smooth little combo of words, and he didn't even need to look at their eyes to know what they were up to.
"Before I punch those shiny teeth of yours into your stomach, I hope you have the sense to scram. I won't give you too much time to hesitate."
The previously unnoticed Li Ang, suddenly spoke up out of the cold.
Xiao Hei, who was enjoying his moment, felt annoyed at being interrupted. In this part of the neighborhood, he hadn't met many who dared to talk back to him.
Besides, it was now night, and this was their turf.
