Noob
"Are they your friends?" Han Nanxian asked as he tapped on his brother's shoulder when they came out of the grocery store.
Three or four boys were standing near Han Zixin's bicycle in a gangster pose as if waiting for someone.
"Boss! That's him, "A boy who had his hair bleached and eyebrows half trimmed pointed at Han Zixin. "He beat our man outside his school."
The boss, who was the shortest in the group, squinted his gaze to look at a tall boy holding heavy polythene bags and said, "Attack!"
Han Nanxian was left wondering when his brother began running for his life. He felt the boy coming back only to be dragged with him.
"Aren't you a tyrant of the school?" Han Nanxian asked his brother who he was running with. "Why are we running and why are you not beating them?"
Han Zixin gave him a look of impatience and focus on running.