"Boss, you're finally here!" a small-time thug said, tears brimming in his eyes as he stood up.
But before he could express all his "emotions," his body flew into the air once again.
Yang Xiaodong didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and directly kicked the overjoyed thug flying.
Yang Xiaodong's kick was extremely domineering, sending the thug flying into the trash can. He used just the right amount of force; the thug landed headfirst into the trash can, his legs wildly kicking outside of it.
Seeing the thug in this state, Luo Ziling couldn't help but chuckle.
No one paid any attention to the threatening voice from before.
It wasn't until the person who made the sound approached with a group of people that Yang Xiaodong glanced at them.
"Are you their leader?" Yang Xiaodong looked scornfully at the middle-aged man with a fierce face full of horizontal scars leading the group.