Li Duoxi's eyes rolled around, and the words she had been about to utter were swallowed back. In her heart, she viciously cursed those thinking of singing "The Blood-Stained Style."
Back when Captain had lost so many brothers, who dared to sing that song in front of him? They must not want to live.
"Dai Bin, that little rascal, is a master at spoiling the mood," Zhou Hong said, as he stood up and passed the prepared meal to Xu Qigang, who was sitting by his side.
They were seated at an exclusive table, slightly set back. Upon hearing Zhou Hong's words, the others at the table glared at Chen Yingjie one after another.
"Look at who you brought."
"He really knows how to 'Dai Bin'."
Speaking of Dai Bin's name, it had been the subject of ridicule countless times.
Chen Yingjie had been bowing his head to eat, but when he sensed the hostility, he looked up angrily, "What does that have to do with me? Are you all just looking for trouble?"
