Very quickly, the three men were by our side, and they immediately encircled us.
But what was unexpected was the words that came out of one of their mouths, which left both Xiao Qian and me stunned.
"This has nothing to do with you two bitches, get lost."
"Kid, so you're the one called Dazhuang? Pretty arrogant, aren't you?" a young man with dyed yellow hair pulled out a switchblade, pointing it at Dazhuang.
"Who are you guys?" Dazhuang asked, squinting his eyes.
Looking at these people, a possibility suddenly crossed my mind.
Could they be the ones Wang Chao sent to find trouble with Dazhuang?
I wanted to stop it, but before I could say anything, the yellow-haired guy kicked Dazhuang in the stomach, and Dazhuang clutched his stomach, his face turning red.
"Fuck!"
Dazhuang wasn't the type to suffer in silence. He roared angrily and charged at the yellow-haired man, throwing a punch at his face.