The man continued forward, once again passing several corners to enter a new alley.
A sudden burst of fire erupted from a nearby shop.
Boom!
The next moment, three young lads who appeared to be in their teens stumbled out in a panic, their bunny ears curled together, faces grimy as they staggered away.
A burly figure stepped out of the shop, looking like a crimson tiger, covered in fur, glaring with golden eyes, with a striking black symbol on his face.
"You bunch of punks, you dared ask me to pay protection fees? Who do you think you're dealing with?"
"Take a good look, this is our territory, Feather One gang's turf, scram back where you came from!"
The Tiger Man glanced at the even taller man passing by, then shifted his gaze, spitting towards the direction where the three fledgling extortionists escaped.
"Come back and I'll finish you next time!"
The man did not stop walking, continuing forward.
