Apart from the more than twenty people surrounding him, there were some sneaky individuals deeper in the grove. Adding those people he let go in the morning, it seemed this trafficking organization had quite the numbers.
Xu Xiangbei sneered coldly, "President Sun, you ran off this morning, and I let it go, not wanting to bother you. Yet you dare commit more wrongdoings; this time I won't let you off."
With a snort, President Sun's underlings saw Xu Xiangbei alone, still daring to speak big in front of them, and couldn't help but laugh.
President Sun knew Xu Xiangbei was formidable, but there were more people on his side; over twenty people, how could they be afraid of one person?
President Sun commanded with a shout, "Brothers, get him."
Seven or eight youths who thought themselves strong rushed toward Xu Xiangbei, only to have their wrists caught by him, being thrown like sandbags, hitting trees, falling with bruised and swollen faces, unable to get up for a long time.
