"Well, well, where did this wild little brat come from, sticking her nose in our business? Aren't you afraid you'll go down with them?"
The blond played his mocking expression to perfection. Anyone who saw it would have felt an urge to hit him.
And his words served a second purpose: goading her.
He cut off the other party's retreat, so that by the time fear set in and they came to their senses, they would find they had nowhere to run and could only grit their teeth and negotiate.
This trick worked extremely well on hotheaded rookies and people who cared about saving face.
And if he ran into a coward whose courage lasted all of one second, there was a way to handle that too!
Silver Talisman Boss, who had been lying on the ground shielding his "wife," suddenly sprang up and clung tightly to the blond's thigh, still remembering to shout, "Get out of here! These animals specifically target the old, the weak, women, and children. They're after our family. We can't drag you into this!"
As though she had received a signal, the woman lying on the ground also blocked the blond and his companions, screaming herself hoarse. "Please, take my child and run! Don't worry about us!"
It was all a routine.
Silver Talisman Boss's performance was mainly intended to establish him as a loyal, caring man, while emphasizing one particular detail: however vicious these men looked, they were actually bullies who preyed on the weak and feared the strong.
Otherwise, they would not have specifically targeted the old, the weak, women, and children.
That could give their target a great deal of confidence without them even realizing it.
And what the woman had just said added fuel to the fire.
After all, the child's