The stall owner was busy grilling the food and got a shock.

He never thought that this gentle-looking man would suddenly take action against some punks.

“Boss, don’t worry, I’ll pay for everything.” Philip took out a thousand dollars from his pocket and placed the bills on the cart before returning to his table.

The three punks returned to their senses One of them picked up a glass bottle, and smashed it on Philip’s head.

“Go to hell!” He roared as he swung the bottle.

Even in their shock, the the three punks laughed smugly.

They were sure that this guy could not escape from their mob attack.