Fight.
Especially when outnumbered.
The key is intimidating presence.
Thanks to Fang Qing during childhood, Jiang Chen was often cornered like this, so he had some experience.
He targeted the second person, kicking and punching, and within a few breaths, the opponent saw stars with a bloodied head, staggering and unable to stand.
The effect was immediate.
The rest hesitated, largely intimidated by Jiang Chen's ruthlessness.
After all, they were just toilet attendants and weren't used to such scenarios, making them at a loss when faced with even minor situations.
Drawing from childhood lessons, Boss Jiang didn't stop there. The words "Chinaman pig" had just come from this person's mouth. Perhaps afraid of dirtying his hands with blood, Boss Jiang wrapped his right hand in a plastic dessert bag, clenched a fist, and slammed it into the opponent's mouth.
"Pfft..."
Immediately.
A few teeth, along with blood, shot out.
The onlookers gasped, covering their mouths in surprise.
