"So, what do we do next?" Zhou Botong kicked the samurai on the ground and asked excitedly.
Today's bar fight was extremely satisfying for him; just the three of them had turned the entire Black Dragon Bar upside down without a scratch. It was all thanks to Lin Tian, so he was waiting for Lin Tian to command the next battle.
"We're leaving," Lin Tian said unexpectedly.
"Leaving? Let's have some fun while it's chaotic." Zhou Botong was reluctant to go.
Lin Tian patted his chest and said, "Brother, the police will be here soon. Do you want to go have tea with them at the station?"
"Damn, that tea is not for us common folk. Let's get out of here," Zhou Botong quickly said. If the old man at home found out he ended up in the station, his legs would surely be broken.
Right then, the three of them walked proudly across the dance floor towards the exit. The samurai brats were already caught in the whirlwind of a people's war and had no time to attend to the three "culprits."
