Due to the limited space inside the room, the fierce and wicked thugs could only enter in part, leaving the rest standing outside with an expression of watching a play.
Confronting a youth as thin as a monkey and a girl with no strength to truss a chicken, nearly ten people going in was already giving ample face.
"Kid, it would be best for you not to make any unnecessary resistance, or the one to suffer will be you alone," a tall man towering at one meter ninety sneered disdainfully at Chen Yuan's slight frame.
"Don't waste time talking to him, let's wrap this up and report back, the stench here is unbearable," another said, covering his nose.
Zhuang Li stood up, a trace of maliciousness curling on the edge of his lips—these thugs were nothing like the brawny but clueless youths from the village.
