The group of thugs were also the type to bully the weak and fear the strong. When they saw Xin Mingxu, a tall figure who clearly looked like a rich young master, they instantly became somewhat intimidated.
"…Who are you? Why are you meddling in other people's business?"
"I'm their friend, and you say I'm meddling?" Xin Mingxu's stern expression was indeed particularly frightening, and his presence was formidable. Seeing this, the thugs even started to think about retreating, "…Damn, just as we were getting started, a Cheng Yaojin shows up!"
"This guy doesn't look easy to mess with, look at the car he drives, definitely a rich second generation, we can't afford to provoke him!"
"…You just wait!" One of the thugs said fiercely, then turned around somewhat awkwardly and ran.
The others quickly followed, as if they were afraid of getting beaten if they fell behind.
"Damn, why run so fast? Wait for me!"