"Hehe..."
Seeing the five or six formidable big men, Zhang Tian's face turned pale, and he was rendered speechless. However, Su Xuan showed no fear; instead, he let out a laugh.
Noticing Su Xuan's unusual behavior, Zhao Xiancheng slightly narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Boy, what are you laughing at!"
"Laughing at your overestimation of your strength!" Su Xuan curled his lips and nodded toward those big men, adding, "You would need ten times the number of men you have here to even pose a threat to me."
"Hmph, you think you're Yip Man!"
Hearing Su Xuan's words, Zhao Xiancheng shook his head disdainfully.
They had had their share of conflicts and strife years ago, and he certainly knew Su Xuan's capabilities. Perhaps the guy could fight well, but it was nothing more than being slightly stronger than an average person. This time, the six bodyguards they had prepared were all former Special Soldiers, capable of taking on ten opponents each.
