"Oh ho, still dare to make a move?!"
The four of them saw the three make a move and immediately sneered. John looked at Wang Baiyue lunging at him and didn't bother to look, just raised his hand and punched.
"Boom!"
With one punch, he hit Wang Baiyue in the abdomen. This was him holding back; if he wanted to go harder, he could have knocked Wang Baiyue out directly.
"None of you are taking me seriously?!"
Seeing these three skinny guys each attacking their leader and third and fourth brothers, yet not targeting him, Cleo's face looked ugly. He felt a sense of being belittled.
"Tch, do you think I'm easy to bully?"
Seeing Sun Jiang rushing at him, Crispy knew what this guy was thinking. It was nothing more than what had been said before—he was the weakest among them, and his body was also the fattest among the four, which seemed non-threatening at first glance.
"I was a state boxing champion in my youth, after all!"
