"Big Brother, this is a tough nut to crack. Are we still doing this?" The underlings were sharp enough not to rush in headlong without thinking.
"What do you mean, 'do this'? Help me up first!" Tattoo Brother roared, stabilizing himself with help from his underlings, then baring his teeth at Lin Tian, he said, "Kid, you've got some moves, I got kicked by you when I wasn't careful. But we have more people than you, heh heh. Guys, surround him."
Lin Tian was already in a bad mood tonight after hearing about Fang Ming's situation, and now some punks had shown up to block his path and pick a fight, which was just what he needed to lighten his spirits. He chuckled gleefully, it seemed like his luck wasn't too bad with human punching bags delivering themselves to his doorstep.