Steve and the rest were stunned. One of his bodyguards removed his shades to look at the happenings more carefully. He mumbled, "My god, I've never seen anything like this."
Driver laughed, "D*mn, stupid people are really hilarious. Are these people gangsters or clowns?"
Laughter erupted and Li Du could not help but join in. He had never thought that the solution he came up with so randomly could end up so interesting.
The Motorcycle Gang climbed up pitifully. Two of the youths hobbled into the restaurant to push their motorcycle out. The back wheel of the motorcycle continued to spin and the two of them had no idea what to do.
The group of gangsters was shocked. Morale was everything to bullies, and without it, they would wither away. Just like the last time when the head of Flintstone Gang, Flint, had dropped his pants in Krasnoyarsk Krai, the Thugs were defeated by sheer humiliation.
