After getting the time and place to meet, Dante found himself walking down the dark streets with a demeanor of wanting to take care of business. His eyes switched back and forth to notice not a single crackhead, Homeless, or cockroaches could be seen. Hell, not even a 2 dollar ho on the side giving a douche bag deep throat in a phone booth. It was normal to see that but it was as if Dante felt he was going to find out the reason why it was so quiet.

Once the gym came into sight for the fighter, he was welcomed by a fake ass Ip Man wannabe as he came forth giving him the rundown of what's happening and what will happen if he didn't leave and let the Triads continue doing what they're down. Looking at the guy who spoke and his back up that were holding weapons, Dante gave a nod and smirked "Oh...I'm sorry...well pardon the fuck me then...didn't know who I was fuckin with...excuse me sir...." 

Dante took a quarter turn before swiftly throwing a quick right cross, aiming for Xao's chin to show that Dante wasn't going to back the fuck up for no one.