"Get out of the car!" a bald man clutching an iron rod blocked Bai Xiaofan and his companion's way, shouting loudly.
"Brother Xiaofan..." Chen Xiner, seeing the group of fierce-looking people springing out around them, gripped Bai Xiaofan's arm worryingly.
"Don't be afraid, Brother Xiaofan is here!" Bai Xiaofan comforted Chen Xiner, then glanced at those people and asked calmly, "Who sent you?"
"Kid, what the hell does it matter to you who sent us? I'll only tell you one thing; you've messed with the wrong person!" The bald man was surprised by how calm Bai Xiaofan was, then pointed arrogantly at him and yelled.
"The wrong person? Heh, do you know you've already crossed the wrong person?" Bai Xiaofan sneered back, his expression turning slightly cold as he stared at the other man.
"The wrong person? You? Seriously, you're hilarious, do you think I'm scared of you?" the bald man scoffed disdainfully, as if he had heard a hilarious joke and burst into wild laughter.
