One by one, pedestrians began to walk quickly, and some stopped by shops—for cover. Meanwhile, the thugs, hearing the man's shout, their expressions immediately turned angry.
"HAAHH!?... WHO ARE YOU, UNCLE!?" asked the first thug on a motorcycle.
"ME?" the man asked, pointing at himself.
The thugs nodded. The man smiled, then lowered his head, closed his eyes, took a drag on his cigarette, and exhaled the smoke. Then he raised his head and shouted.
"LET ME INTRODUCE MYSELF, MY NAME IS BONANG... BONANG KOPHIANG, FORMER NATIONAL BOXING CHAMPION!!!" the man shouted proudly.
The atmosphere immediately fell silent, and before long—
"PFFT!!!..."
"... AHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!!" all the thugs burst into laughter after hearing Bonang's words.
"HE SAID BOXING CHAMPION, AHAHAHAHAHA!" laughed one of the thugs on the left, pointing at Bonang.
"HOW THE HELL DOES A BOXING CHAMPION BECOME A MOTORCYCLE TAXI DRIVER?!, AHAHAHAHA!" laughed the other thug on the right.
