Dragon Three seemed like he didn't hear those guys talking, as if he didn't even see them. He didn't even turn around, just showed them his back, picked up the glass on the table, tilted his head back, and downed it in one go.
"Big brother, why waste words with him? He's alone. Let's beat him up first, then catch him for ransom." Another reckless young guy spoke up.
Dragon Three gripped the empty glass, turned around and was about to smash it on the forehead of the guy with dyed yellow hair and a leather jacket, but just as he was about to hit him, he suddenly stopped, released his grip on the glass, letting it hover briefly in front of the guy's face. The guy with the yellow hair stared at the glass in front of him, stunned, then suddenly went flying.
"What the fuck!"
The rest saw Dragon Three make a move and all rushed up together, only to be kicked away by Dragon Three one by one.
