"Cough, cough..."
After Xu Fan finished speaking, he let go of Yellow Hair's mouth, and Yellow Hair immediately gasped for breath.
Finally able to catch his breath, and seeing his companions about to charge with machetes, he was so frightened he almost wet himself!
"Everybody... everybody just f*ck off..."
Whether Xu Fan's previous warning was true or false could be discerned from the excruciating pain in his index finger at that moment.
If he let this group charge forward to save him, Yellow Hair estimated that the next second, his index finger would be crushed to a pulp!
"Hehe, boss... I, I don't think we've met before..."
Having finally scolded his companions into submission, Yellow Hair now turned to Xu Fan with a forced smile.
He was genuinely perplexed; recently, he hadn't provoked such a formidable person...
Xu Fan smiled slightly, as if oblivious to the menacing rogues around him, and said, "This is our first meeting, and today you're just plain unlucky."
