"Damn!"
Fear is fear, but the group of thugs thought they had the upper hand in numbers, so they gathered their courage and shouted.
"Finish off these two people!"
"We've got so many people, let's pile on and kill them!"
"Yeah, pile on and kill them!"
Immediately, a group of people grabbed weapons, and someone even secretly pulled out a gun.
But Lin Xi and He Zhanyin weren't worried at all.
Especially for He Zhanyin, he felt absolutely no pressure.
If anyone knew what happened this morning, they probably wouldn't be worried either.
A gun?
Lots of people?
What's that supposed to mean!
Siam had over two hundred people!
Various powerful weapons.
Even the formidable King of Soldiers.
King of Soldiers, they're legendary figures.
Not many in all of Southeast Asia.
Yet in the end, weren't there casualties and injuries?
Hardly any of them ended up intact.
Now these dozen or so people, what do they count for?
Moreover, just one or two guns!
