Three masked assailants noticed someone suddenly pop up; they all froze for a moment, sizing up Chen Yang with disdain and skepticism in their eyes.
"Kid, get lost," it's none of your business."
One of the masked men, speaking in very broken Huaxia, addressed Chen Yang, his exposed eyes filled with intense murderous intent.
The other two assailants ignored Chen Yang, circling around to the left and right, and continued to chase after Ren Fei.
"Stop, I didn't say you could leave."
Chen Yang sneered, picked up two pebbles from the ground, and threw them; the two running masked men both felt pain in their knees, stumbled forward, and barely managed to control their bodies to avoid falling flat on their faces.
Sitting on the ground, they checked their knees and found their kneecaps were cracked, and blood was oozing out, both shocked and looking towards Chen Yang with fear on their faces.
"Ren Fei, stop running, get back here."
