The atmosphere was tense for a moment, and Xiao Hong also struggled out of the embrace of a burly man to escape behind Mo Xing, her little face pale with fright.
"The Hongjing Association, huh? We're under Big Red from the Coal City. Those who don't want trouble better get the hell out of here, or else we'll flatten your Hongjing Association!"
The man lying on the ground roared wildly, his face twisted with pain from his battered knees and fists, almost unable to hold back his shouts.
"Even if you are Big Black's men, you still have to explain yourselves today. Otherwise, boys, you're not playing with me!"
"It seems like the Hongjing Association doesn't give Big Red any respect. Then don't blame us for not being polite!" one of the burly men sneered.
Just as Ye Ling was about to speak, Mo Xing stopped him: "Leave this to me. It wouldn't be very manly of me to ask you to step in for something like this."
