As Xiao He rebuked him, the tattooed, muscular man's face showed astonishment.
The young man, who had been barely noticeable just moments before, suddenly seemed to unleash a dangerous killing intent.
His gentle demeanor vanished, replaced by a hint of menacing glint in his eyes. His previously nonchalant stance abruptly shifted to a defensive posture, like a half-drawn sword poised to reveal its sharp edge at any moment.
The burly man with tattooed arms was so intimidated by the other party's aura that he involuntarily took a step back.
The person who was originally so aggressive suddenly lost all his arrogance, like a punctured balloon.
"It's clearly your problem! You were the ones who started racing in front of our church! And you yourselves admitted it!"
"The bald, burly man next to me said loudly."
"It wasn't us."
Xiao He immediately understood the other party's intentions, and was both angry and speechless. He immediately turned his head and looked at the other party with burning eyes: "What evidence do you have?"
"People on the roadside said the drivers were two Chinese!"
The bald, burly man immediately raised his hand and pointed at Xiao He: "You Chinese are so uncultured! So low-class! Ah—"
Xiao He grabbed the other person's outstretched fingers and twisted them downwards: "Who are you calling ill-mannered? You're the ones who came here to provoke me without even asking what happened. My friend and I weren't driving! Now apologize!"
"Ouch, let go! It hurts!"
Baldy hadn't expected that Xiao He, who looked so ordinary, was so incredibly strong. He felt like his fingers were about to be broken, and he immediately bent over in pain, half-bending his body to ease the pain in his fingers.
"what you do?"
The burly man with tattooed arms and several others immediately pushed forward, reaching out to pull Xiao He away: "Let him go!"
Let go—
"Get out of the way!"
In the chaos, someone tried to pull out a knife as a threat, but Xiao He snatched the knife first and kicked it away.
"Ouch—"
With a sharp glint of light, the bald man let out a scream, shrinking back. The others were also frightened by the knife in Xiao He's hand and took a step back.
The young man in front of him deftly twirled the unassuming knife in his hand, then swiftly swung it across the bald man's shiny scalp. The tip of the knife flashed past the bald man's eyes each time, and the blade grazed his skin each time, but in the end, no cuts or red marks were left. Only the bald man's scalp became even shinier, reflecting the sunlight.
Seeing this knife skill, everyone gasped in astonishment.
The bald man was terrified, repeatedly touching the top of his head with his other hand, trying to make sure his head was still on.
Xiao He casually raised the small knife in his hand and blew on the blade.
A tuft of shaved body hair fluttered in the wind, trembling and spreading in the air before finally disappearing completely.
Baldy's legs went weak, but one of his hands was still being held by Xiao He, so he didn't dare to move. He could only stand there, his legs trembling, his face filled with despair.
He was certain that the guy they had encountered was no ordinary Chinese person!
He's the devil!
"What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Ou De'en jogged over, accompanied by several other people, and together they protected Xiao He in the middle.
"They inexplicably accused me of racing with Brother Xiao, and then they started causing trouble for us!" Xiao Chen immediately complained. "They even stole my phone!"
"Huh? Racing?"
O'Dean immediately said to the tattooed, muscular man with a puzzled look, "We came together by car! He didn't drive at all!"
"This must be a misunderstanding, please calm down!"
As he spoke, Ou Deen winked at Xiao He, "Xiao He, let go first, don't make things too big."
Xiao He scoffed coldly, and under the bald man's terrified gaze, he rubbed the knife against the bald man's collar, then shook it slightly: "I'm confiscating this."
He then tossed the bald man's hand aside, slowly put the knife into his pocket, crossed his arms, and walked over to O'Dean: "They should be glad I'm a civilized man."
Otherwise, he couldn't guarantee what kind of tricks his bone-picking hands could create for them.
O'Dean frowned: "What exactly happened? You say my friend was speeding, do you have any evidence?"
"We didn't mean to cause you trouble; we have witnesses!"
The burly man with tattooed arms immediately pointed to a bespectacled man next to him: "Look, isn't that them?"
The man with glasses was also shocked by Xiao He's move. He pushed up his glasses and stared at Xiao He and Xiao Chen for a long time. He nodded hesitantly, then shook his head hesitantly: "Now that I look at it... it seems so, but it also seems so. But one of them is indeed quite handsome."
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