"You two brothers are indeed impressive. If you weren't my adversaries, I think I would admire you."
Xiao Chen smirked, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Do you know why you always fail when confronting us?"
Before John could respond, Xiao Chen answered his own question while looking at him, "Because you talk too much."
John's face turned unpleasant as he was hit on the sore spot, and he sneered, "I'll show you who will be the ultimate victor soon enough."
Xiao Chen didn't take the threat in his words seriously. He casually pointed to the people behind them who had guns aimed at them, "You should first ask for the opinions of these fathers, uncles, and older relatives of yours before you speak."
In the middle of the crowd, an elder around fifty or sixty years old glanced around the hall, which was almost flowing with blood, and then raised his eyes to look at John.
"Let the Xiao Family kid go."
