"What's the matter, you guys aren't coming up?" Leng Xuan looked at the few remaining men, his eyes full of mockery.
The legs of those few had turned to jelly from fear, and none of them dared to provoke Leng Xuan. Seeing this, the tattooed man on the ground suddenly roared, "Come on, damn it, all of you, attack!"
When the lackeys heard their boss exploding with anger, they steeled themselves to rush forward, but Leng Xuan gave them a glare, and they immediately backed away. The tattooed man was about to curse out loud when he suddenly saw Leng Xuan walking toward him, instantly his scalp tingled, and he propped himself up with his hands to crawl backward.
"Are you very scared?" Leng Xuan asked with a sinister smile.
The tattooed man trembled and said, "Kid, do you know who I am? Let me tell you, I'm Lei Hu's man, if you dare touch me..."
