As Xiao Tian was consuming his food, a voice suddenly rang out. "Who was the person who beat my friends earlier?"
Fifteen delinquents suddenly appeared at the street vendor, and all of them were also holding weapons in their hands.
From their expressions, anyone could tell that they were furious and wanted to beat Xiao Tian.
"They came again!"
"As I thought, he came back with his friends."
"Sigh. I suddenly feel sorry for that young man."
"Me too."
"I hope someone will help that young man later."
"If I were a martial artist, I would definitely help that young man."
Because there were fifteen thugs, the onlookers were sure that Xiao Tian would get beaten up by these delinquents later.
Sure, Xiao Tian was skilled in martial arts, but they believed that he would not be able to beat fifteen delinquents.
