The man who wanted to slap Zhang Danlin's face was furious when he suddenly felt an outside force stop his hand in mid-air. But when he turned around and saw Hao Jian, he put on a mocking smile.
At this moment, the three of them stared angrily at Hao Jian, looking fiercely threatening. They hadn't expected anyone to appear in this area late at night, let alone someone reckless enough to ruin their plans. It was practically a death wish.
He was initially a bit afraid when his hand was grabbed, but turning back to see just a young kid—a mere boy, and alone—while they were three fully-grown men, vastly outnumbering and overpowering him.
Then, he inwardly laughed. There truly were people who didn't fear death these days. Seeing the trio enjoying themselves just about to act, yet this kid dared to disrupt them; wasn't this just asking to be killed? Normally, they might scare him away, but filled with resentment now, they wanted this young inexperienced boy to see their prowess.
