"Be careful," Xiao Manxuan cautioned as she opened the door and got into the car.
Once the car door was closed, Lin Tian walked inside, turning around a large column and finally spotted several shady figures.
"Lin Tian, I've been waiting for you for a long time," one of them said playfully, and it was none other than Lai Xiucheng, who was not satisfied.
Besides Lai Xiucheng, there were six young lads, each with dyed colorful hair, flashy clothes, and tattoos on their arms; they were dressed as if they were missing the words 'I am a punk' written on their foreheads.
Lin Tian found it amusing to see the punks dressed like this; the troublemakers of Xikou City couldn't keep up with the times—dying hair crazy colors was so last century.
"Lai Xiucheng, did you bring these guys here to get back at me?" Lin Tian asked with a faint smile.
