Facing Bearded Indian's blatant threat, Li Chen raised his eyebrows and said dismissively, "Here in Huaxia, it's not your place to point fingers and give orders!"
"Scram!"
Hearing Li Chen's shout of "Scram," the Bearded Indian felt a huge relief and started to run away.
However, he had barely stood up when Li Chen barked again, "What I said was 'scram,' in the third tone of 'gun'. Was I not clear, or do you have a hearing problem?"
The Bearded Indian initially wanted to retort with some tough talk, but before he could utter a word, he suddenly saw the Golden Snake flicking its tongue at him.
Seeing this, he knew that if he dared to speak more nonsense, he would certainly be struck by the snake, ending up dead on the street.
Thinking of this, the Bearded Indian shivered uncontrollably, immediately rolled back to the ground, curled up, and rolled away smoothly.
The other Black dudes, seeing their boss acting this way, followed suit and rolled away one by one.
