Seeing the two approach, Wang Xiaolong not only stopped in his tracks but an odd smile also flickered across his face.
If the other party was an enemy rather than a friend, then a conflict in the middle of the street would inevitably lead to trouble.
But if they entered the restaurant, the situation would be different.
These two were here to cause trouble, and from a defensive standpoint, even if Wang Xiaolong crippled them, nobody would say a thing.
With this thought, he resumed his nonchalant demeanor and returned to the inside of the restaurant.
Soon, the blonde woman and the buzz-cut man also walked in.
Wang Xiaolong, holding the menu, stepped forward and asked, "What would you two like to eat?"
"One of each of the signature dishes.
After scanning the inside of the restaurant, the blonde woman sat at a table by the window, while the buzz-cut man continued to look around.
