Upon being held by Tang Hao, Ma Fangfang blushed slightly.
Luo Wei's eyes turned red at the sight of them, and he became angrier. "F*ck, you're both just a pair of dogs. Do the two of you have no shame!" Luo Wei scorned as he tried to pull his hand away, attempting to free his wrist from his opponent's grip.
However, after struggling for a short while, his face was crimson red. He then found out that his opponent's grip was like that of a pair of iron pincers; he could not break free even by a hairsbreadth.
"Sh*t! Why is this bastard so strong!"
Luo Wei cursed out loud.
Then, he scoffed at Tang Hao and said, "Son of a b*tch, let me go! If I get hurt, such poor scum like you won't be able to afford to pay me compensation!"
Tang Hao smiled coldly and let go of his grip. Luo Wei immediately fell backward and landed on his buttocks; it was considered quite a sharp fall.
"Oh, ouch!"
