The members of the alliance gang stared at Daxia, their eyes narrowing at these two unfriendly newcomers. The middle-aged man asked coldly, "We don't need you to rescue us, and you can't rescue us at all! Please leave."
"We haven't introduced ourselves yet, so how do you know we won't be able to rescue you?" Daxia calmly sat aside, placing his hat on a machete next to a henchman. Seeing the henchman reluctant, Daxia frowned and said, "If you dare to lose my hat, I'll take your head!"
The henchman froze immediately, not daring to move. Damn, you're too ruthless. I just dropped your hat, and you want my life for it. I've seen cruel, but never seen anything as cruel as you.
The henchman certainly didn't dare make any fuss, but the alliance gang leaders were furious. Damn it, this henchman is ours, not for some outsider to boss around. The radicals immediately stood up, glaring at Daxia, "Brother, who exactly are you?"
