In the end, there definitely was no fight; Zhao Hao was scared to death.
Zhao Hao probably racked his brains but couldn't understand why the freshman Zhou Yuwen had suddenly gathered over seventy buddies!
Shit, the guys across really were from the underworld.
Being a senior about to graduate, why should he create unnecessary trouble with them?
"Brother, it's all a misunderstanding!"
Zhao Hao already started begging for peace without even letting Liu Shuo speak again.
"Misunderstanding my ass! Didn't you want a fight? Come on, is it a gang fight or a one-on-one?" Liu Shuo was really floating on air. Shit, with seventy brothers behind me, what do I have to fear!
"No, no, Brother, we're all civilized people," Zhao Hao said with a forced smile, and then he looked at Zhou Yuwen pleadingly for help.