"Dad, Mom, I don't go looking for trouble, but I also can't let others bully us over our heads!"
The young man looked angrily at the bald man and said through clenched teeth, "They can bully me, but if anyone dares to bully you in this world, I, Wang Xin, will fight them to the death!"
"Heh, fight to the death, with just you, a country bumpkin?"
Upon hearing the youth Wang Xin's words, the bald man laughed, "What are you going to use to fight me?"
After the bald man finished speaking, the other three tattooed men also surrounded them, putting Wang Xin right in the center.
"Please, be merciful. My child is naive; please spare him. I don't want the money anymore, I don't want it," the middle-aged woman, fearing her son would suffer, quickly pleaded with the bald man and his group.
