Conflict

The man didn't expect to miss his target who was a young man who hadn't even reached the end of puberty yet. Not to mention, his wrist was also locked in the youth's grasp. As soon as Yan Liqiang's voice drifted away, the burly man turned his head around only to realize that Xu Lang and the others were staring at him. Xu Lang even shot him a meaningful glance that caused the man's expression to immediately turn fierce. "Brat, so what are you going to do if I insist on touching you?"

With that line, the burly man's fist flew toward Yan Liqiang.