"Do him in!"
They couldn't comprehend what Zhang Xiaofan was saying at all, each of them holding an electric baton and surrounding him.
The electric batons crackled, a sound that would certainly strike fear into most people.
Suddenly, one of them charged at him with an electric baton in hand.
Zhang Xiaofan reacted quickly, shoving the person in his hands away.
"Wu wu!~"
A burly man's body shook a few times before he was zapped unconscious.
Perhaps seeing their comrade knocked out, the others looked at Zhang Xiaofan with even more piercing eyes.
It was a look filled with rage!
In an instant, several of them rushed at him simultaneously.
All Zhang Xiaofan could do was shake his head.
What had the world come to when you couldn't even have a proper conversation?
...
The outcome was predictable; the ones lying on the ground were those men.
But Zhang Xiaofan had administered "a taste of their own medicine."
