The scorpion sneered threateningly, brandishing the knife in front of Wang Xiaoqiang with awkward, stiff movements. It was clear that he wasn't someone who handled knives regularly.
Wang Xiaoqiang's smile disappeared, his expression growing dark as he pointed at Scorpion and said, "The thing I hate most in life is people showing off their knives in front of me. Just a few days ago, I crippled someone's hands for that. You two mutts keeping your hands won't be of any use anyway..."
As he spoke, Wang Xiaoqiang's face darkened further, and he walked straight toward the two men.
Seeing that they were outmatched, the two thugs grew timid upon witnessing Wang Xiaoqiang's fearless approach. With escape not an option, they had to face him head-on. They exchanged a look and advanced with their knives toward Wang Xiaoqiang.