Qin Xi quickly pulled the old man to the side and asked Deng Xinhe, who was fighting the hooligans in the crowd, "Hey, can you manage dealing with them alone?"
Just as Deng Xinhe kicked a hooligan away, another hooligan pounced on him from behind and raised his hand to hit his head.
Deng Xinhe nimbly dodged his attack and gave him a side kick. The hooligan screamed and was sent flying away, smashing into a table. The table instantly shattered into pieces.
Although he was a good fighter, he was too outnumbered. As time passed, he was gradually at a disadvantage.
At this moment, Deng Xinhe was covered in sweat and had been kicked a few times. He cursed these hooligans in his heart for being as hard to get rid of as cockroaches.
When Qin Xi asked him, Deng Xinhe waved his fist and replied with a conflicted look on his face, "I really want to tell you that as a man, I can last as long as you want me to, but… I really can't hold on anymore!"