Chapter 390: The Irony
Brian turned, only to see many thugs approaching them with different dangerous objects for fighting. "F*ck," he mumbled and looked at Pink, then shrugged his shoulders. "If we can’t run, we negotiate. If it fails, we fight... Do you know how to defend yourself?" Brian didn’t know why he was so nice to this lady.
He was angry when he left home, but now, he found solace around this stranger.
"I do know how to throw a punch and a kick, but I doubt it’d do any harm," hearing that, Brian laughed out loud. His laugh was contagious, so Pink joined him in the laughter.
That was what the thugs met when they got closer. The leader who was in front thundered with an intimidating tone. "This is my territory, put down whatever you have on you and leave!"
"We were just passing by. We didn’t intend to sleep over," Brian tried to reason.
"It doesn’t matter, fine boy! Leave your bikes, phones, money, jewelry, clothes, and shoes!"
"I’m sorry, what?!" Brian frowned. He had run into a few thugs in the past and they never demanded his clothes and shoes. How dare these guys?!
"Are you deaf?!" another thug yelled.
"And if we refuse?" Pink asked.
"Then don’t blame us!"
Another member said and launched an attack at Brian with a punch, but before he could hit his target, Pink moved like lightning and stood in front of Brian and deflated the blow with a solid kick to his chest. The guy flew away like a broken kite and hit his back on the tree a few meters away, then vomited blood and passed out.