This group consisted of three people, one with dyed yellow hair, another thin, and the last one overweight.
The yellow-haired one looked at Xu Zimei, somewhat arrogantly saying, "What's it to you? Why should I tell you?"
"Oh?" Xu Zimei squinted his eyes slightly.
He directly grabbed the yellow-haired one by the neck, lifting him up.
"Kid, you're quite brave, aren't you?"
The yellow-haired person screamed like a pig being slaughtered, struggling desperately, but to no avail.
The large hand, like a pair of pliers, nearly snapped the yellow-haired one's neck, leaving him breathless.
As the yellow-haired one struggled to breathe, the chubby and thin ones beside him quickly said, "Let Yellow Hair go, or else don't blame us for being rude."
"Rude?"
Xu Zimei chuckled lightly.
He slapped them both directly.
"Bang bang," their figures were knocked directly to the ground.
The chubby one, realizing they couldn't win, quickly conceded.
