“Huh? So, you really want trouble, bitch?!” The loud bawl got his face creased a bit. The pair of golden-brown eyes looked at the crowd and assumed that there was a fight for sure.
And he was correct. There were 8 men who looked like they were on the same side because they were wearing black shirts with a cross skull print and the same style of accessories. But the worst thing was that they were circling a girl without any shame.
And a few moments later, there was a thin man running out of the potion store next to them. He went straight to the black shirt gang as he was bowing his head to them.
“Please, brothers, don’t fight. It's my store here. Just let this go, please.”
“Sure, I will give you what you asked for.”
SLAM!!
Just right after he finished, the thin merchant got slapped back into his shop harshly, making the crowd shocked.