"Call the police?"
Upon hearing Lu Tianxing's words, the man burst into laughter: "Kid, call the police? I think you're tired of living today. I'll show you what happens when a hero tries to save someone. All of you, get him. If you kill him, it's on me."
As his words fell, several people behind the man pulled out sharp watermelon knives from under the nearby tables and lunged at Lu Tianxing.
Seeing the people rushing towards him, Lu Tianxing coldly smiled, his expression unchanged. He lifted his foot and kicked a few of those approaching away.
The few who had just gotten close to Lu Tianxing didn't get a chance to show their ferocity before being kicked away by the sudden strike. Their chest bones broke instantly, and they fell to the ground heavily, groaning in pain.
Lu Tianxing looked at the short and fat man who was stunned by this scene, and a bright smile appeared on his face. He stepped forward and slapped the man's face hard.
"Slap!"
