With fast reflexes, Xia Lei caught the incoming hand and pulled the man closer to his body. The large biker man attempted to push Xia Lei away but the latter’s feet were planted steadily against the ground. The smaller man hadn’t bulged at the force.

“Fuck!” Michael pulled out a knife and roared in anger. “Beat this motherfucker up!” 

The other bikers finally set into action.

Before chaos could take place, Xia Lei whispered nonchalantly into the ears of the larger man before him. “I’m friends with Ohada. I hope you know how she’s like before you lay a finger on me.” 

Who was Ohada? 

Well, she was an infamous Mexican drug lord who killed and ripped bodies apart without batting an eyelash. All of her underlings were savages, making her a permanent headache for the Mexican government. How would a little biker gang stand a chance against such a terrifying enemy? 

The biker who had his wrist locked by Xia Lei quickly raised his other arm, motioning for his friends to...