At this moment, in Zheng Shanshan's eyes, Li Chen was a jerk compared to others.
But compared to the despicable thugs before her, Li Chen was undoubtedly an angel.
At least, Li Chen was much better-looking than these thugs.
Their faces were all like pig kidneys, absolutely nauseating to look at.
It was like nausea had opened its door to more nausea, the kind that was utterly revolting.
Seeing someone trying to spoil their fun, the thug leader, Zheng Gang, was initially startled, then angrily barked:
"Who the hell are you, kid?"
Li Chen didn't respond to Zheng Gang's question, instead, he pointed at Zheng Shanshan and said, "This lady is my friend, I'd appreciate if you guys could give me some face and stop bothering her!"
Hearing Li Chen's words, Zheng Gang and his crew were taken aback.
"Who the hell are you, kid? Why should Laozi give a damn about your face?"