Xiang Yu was surrounded by ten people, unfazed and steady, as he pointed at Luo Lin and said, "You're quite the tough guy, huh."
Luo Lin couldn't help but laugh at Xiang Yu's ignorance; it had been a long time since he'd encountered such an idiot. He remembered back when he was just a street thug, he used to come across them often, but ever since joining this organization, he'd moved up the ranks and no longer dealt with petty thugs.
It was amusing to think that today he had encountered one again and even got slapped twice.
"Whether I'm tough or not, you'll find out soon enough." Luo Lin gestured for his men to take Xiang Yu and the other two away.
"Hold on, hold on," Xiang Yu hurriedly said.
Seeing this, Luo Lin snorted coldly. It was already too late to beg for mercy. Although he didn't know why Zhong Qin had picked Xiang Yu, looking at Xiang Yu's handsome face, he could guess. They must be Zhong Qin's boy toys.
