As Xiao He rebuked him, the tattooed, muscular man's face showed astonishment.
The young man, who had been barely noticeable just moments before, suddenly seemed to unleash a dangerous killing intent.
His gentle demeanor vanished, replaced by a hint of menacing glint in his eyes. His previously nonchalant stance abruptly shifted to a defensive posture, like a half-drawn sword poised to reveal its sharp edge at any moment.
The burly man with tattooed arms was so intimidated by the other party's aura that he involuntarily took a step back.
The person who was originally so aggressive suddenly lost all his arrogance, like a punctured balloon.
"It's clearly your problem! You were the ones who started racing in front of our church! And you yourselves admitted it!"
"The bald, burly man next to me said loudly."
"It wasn't us."
Xiao He immediately understood the other party's intentions, and was both angry and speechless. He immediately turned his head and looked °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° at the other party with burning eyes: "What evidence do you have?"
"People on the roadside said the drivers were two Chinese!"
The bald, burly man immediately raised his hand and pointed at Xiao He: "You Chinese are so uncultured! So low-class! Ah—"
Xiao He grabbed the other person's outstretched fingers and twisted them downwards: "Who are you calling ill-mannered? You're the ones who came here to provoke me without even asking what happened. My friend and I weren't driving! Now apologize!"
"Ouch, let go! It hurts!"
Baldy hadn't expected that Xiao He, who looked so ordinary, was so incredibly strong. He felt like his fingers were about to be broken, and he immediately bent over in pain, half-bending his body to ease the pain in his fingers.
"what you do?"
The tattooed, burly man and several others immediately pushed forward, reaching out to pull Xiao He away: "Let him go!"
Let go—
"Get out of the way!"
In the chaos, someone tried to pull out a knife as a threat, but Xiao He snatched the knife first and kicked it away.
"Ouch—"
With a sharp glint of light, the bald man let out a scream, shrinking back. The others were also frightened by the knife in Xiao He's hand and took a step back.
The young man in front of him deftly twirled the unassuming knife in his hand, then swiftly swung it across the bald man's shiny scalp. The tip of the knife flashed past the bald man's eyes each time, and the blade grazed his skin each time, yet in the end, no cuts or red marks were left. Only the bald man's scalp became even shinier, reflecting the sunlight.
Seeing this knife skill, everyone gasped in astonishment.
The bald man was terrified. He kept touching the top of his head with his other hand, trying to make sure that his head was still on his head.
Xiao He casually raised the small knife in his hand and blew on the blade.
A tuft of shaved hair fluttered in the wind, trembling and spreading in the air before finally disappearing completely.
Baldy's legs went weak, but one of his hands was still being held by Xiao He, so he didn't dare to move. He could only stand there, his legs trembling, his face full of despair.
He was certain that the guy they had encountered was no ordinary Chinese person!
He's the devil!
"What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Ou De'en jogged over, accompanied by several other people, and together they protected Xiao He in the middle.
"They inexplicably accused me of racing with Brother Xiao, and then they started causing trouble for us!" Xiao Chen immediately complained. "They even stole my phone!"
"Huh? Racing?"
O'Dean immediately said to the tattooed, muscular man with a puzzled look, "We came together by car! He didn't drive at all!"
"This must be a misunderstanding, please calm down!"
As he spoke, Ou Deen winked at Xiao He, "Xiao He, let go first, don't make things too big."
Xiao He scoffed coldly, and under the bald man's terrified gaze, he rubbed the knife against the bald man's collar, then shook it slightly: "I'm confiscating this."
He then tossed the bald man's hand aside, slowly put the knife into his pocket, crossed his arms, and walked over to O'Dean: "They should be glad I'm a civilized man."
Otherwise, he couldn't guarantee what kind of tricks his bone-picking hands could create for them.
O'Dean frowned: "What exactly happened? You say my friend was speeding, do you have any evidence?"
"We didn't mean to cause you trouble; we have witnesses!"
The burly man with tattooed arms immediately pointed to a bespectacled man next to him: "Look, isn't that them?"
The man with glasses was also shocked by Xiao He's move. He pushed up his glasses and stared at Xiao He and Xiao Chen for a long time. He nodded hesitantly, then shook his head hesitantly: "Now that I look at it... it seems so, but it also seems so. But one of them is indeed quite handsome."
All eyes immediately fell on Xiao He's face.
Xiao He was so angry he laughed.
He took his phone back from Xiao Chen, opened the phone's photo album, and showed some photos of the artists he had worked with before: "Him, him, him—can you tell them apart?!"
The bespectacled man leaned closer to the phone, awkwardly adjusted his glasses, and hesitated, saying, "Uh—"
He fell silent as he looked at photos of Chinese celebrities who looked almost identical but were all quite handsome.
Xiao He rolled his eyes.
Sure enough, when foreigners look at each other, they can hardly tell their faces apart; they all seem to look the same.
Xiao He was truly impressed.
Why is he so unlucky? He always seems to encounter unexpected disasters.
"Look at him, he can't even tell who's who. You want him to be a witness and identify us?"
Xiao He sneered at the tattooed, muscular man, his attitude resolute: "Apologize!"
The burly men hadn't expected things to turn out this way, and they looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Then let's call the police."
Xiao He then turned to look at Ou De'en.
"good."
"sorry!"
The group immediately apologized to Xiao He.
The burly man with tattooed arms returned Xiao Chen's phone to him.
"Sorry, we didn't investigate thoroughly. But we are certain they are two Chinese nationals..."
"Those with yellow skin and black hair are not just Chinese people. This is discrimination and prejudice! Apologize to my country right now."
Xiao He spoke coldly, gesturing to the phone in Xiao Chen's hand.
"I forgot to mention, I'm a celebrity from China. His phone was recording the whole time. We now have audio of you insulting our country. I think whether we hand it over to the police here or spread it online, you lot will be in big trouble."
The current situation is already fraught with tension. If he uses his status as an actor and celebrity to stir up public opinion and influence, these people will be in big trouble even if they are in Italy.
Today's China is no longer the China of the past.
As soon as Xiao He said that, the expressions of the others changed immediately.
They weren't very bright; they were just a bunch of street thugs who arrogantly occupied their territory. In reality, they didn't even have a gun and simply thought that Xiao He and his group of Chinese were easy to bully.
Now that Xiao He is threatening them like this, they don't even dare to breathe loudly.
Especially Xiao He's eyes, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, as if he might kill someone at any moment, made everyone's hearts pound.
The last group of people solemnly apologized for what they had said earlier, and then slunk away.
Watching the figures of the group scrambling and falling, Ou De'en and Xiao Chen both breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiao Chen's hands were numb, and she said to Xiao He in a trembling voice, still feeling scared, "Brother Xiao, what happened just now wasn't recorded."
After his phone was snatched away, the recording stopped in the chaos, so the audio Xiao He mentioned was not actually in their possession.
Xiao He twitched the corner of his mouth: "I was just scaring them."
He couldn't possibly use his position to incite such an international conflict.
“But these guys actually just left like that—” O’Dean scratched his head in confusion. “I thought this would be a big problem. I had already sent someone to call the security personnel inside the venue. I didn’t expect them to run away so quickly.”
Xiao He smiled, without mentioning that the people from before had been completely overwhelmed by his criminal aura.
Only Xiao Chen looked at Xiao He with an expression of adoration.
"What's wrong?"
Just then, Luca stopped his car and walked over from a distance. Seeing that the group of people didn't look quite right, he immediately asked them what was going on.
O'Dean immediately recounted what had just happened to Luca.
After listening, Luca frowned, deep in thought: "So, I did encounter two Chinese people in the parking lot. Judging from their car, they should be the real target that group was looking for."
Xiao He and Xiao Chen: ...
Damn it! Don't embarrass your fellow countrymen when you're traveling abroad!
Can't you have some manners?!
