Chapter 181: Men Love a Good Fight

Eric, nonchalantly, said, "You need to understand, it's you who wants to kill me, why should I come over and fight you one-on-one? And whether I have guts or not, that's not for you to judge!"

The scar-faced man remained silent, but his face darkened to the extreme. He tightly gripped the handle of his steel battle knife and walked step by step towards Eric.

Seeing this, the four elite guards moved forward to block the scar-faced man's path.

"Step aside and let him come," Eric said with a mysterious smile.

Confused, the four elite guards glanced at Eric but dared not disobey, so they reluctantly stepped aside.

At this moment, a chilling wind blew through, and because the mahjong parlor was sparsely populated, it gave off a chilling feeling. The air was filled with a nauseating smell of blood.