CHAPTER 170

Elliott was not picky about who he fought with, so he didn't even bother with these three or five small

hooligans. In less than a minute, he had beaten them all to the point where they didn't dare to come forward. "Sam, this kid is skilled, we can't beat him!"

Sam held his head and said coldly, "I fucking know that you don't have to remind me." After speaking, Sam pointed at Elliot and said, "Kid, if you have the guts, don't run away, ''ll have someone come and kill you!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you guys here!" Elliott sat down and sent a text message, then closed his eyes to rest. Ten minutes later, seven domineering cars parked downstairs in the restaurant, and more than thirty people got out of the cars, holding sticks and other weapons, and aggressively walked into the restaurant.

The leader was a bald man with gold-rimmed glasses. "Hey, kid, I heard you're pretty tough, the man on the mountain continued. Although Elliott was indeed powerful, the man warned him, "In this corner