Zheng Yunhao kicked a man in the back from behind. The force of the kick was considerable, sending the man flying. His eyes coldly fixed on the thug who had just been extorting them, "Since we can't settle this peacefully, let's have a fight, you, come at me!"
The leader, seeing how capable these two men were, felt a wave of fear wash over him, "Get them!"
As he spoke, he whispered to the blonde-haired thug beside him, "Teach those two women a lesson first!"
After all, if they controlled the two women, the two men would have to obey.
But to their frustration, their group of seven or eight men was no match for Jiang Siyan and Zheng Yunhao. They couldn't even make a move against Jiang Jiu and Bai Yiran, let alone take a single step forward.
Zheng Yunhao, holding a sparkler, aimed at them, "None of you move, or I can't guarantee where I'll hit."
Several of them, beaten black and blue, dared not move an inch.
Soon, the patrol team arrived on the street and took the hooligans away.
