Smack!
Shen Yingtian's face had received another slap, why do we say another? With that one, this chubbily-eared jerk had slapped him seven times!
"Damn it! I neither provoked you nor resisted, why the hell are you hitting me?!"
A cornered rabbit could bite too, Shen Yingtian had been smacked seven times and could no longer endure it.
"What's wrong with me enjoying hitting you? Fuck! Dare to glare at me again, and I'll smack you more!" The fatty finished cursing with a face full of thick neck folds and kicked Shen Yingtian again.
A real man knows when to bend and when to straighten, Shen Yingtian endured. But his silence merely emboldened the fat man's behavior.
"Why are you silent now? Scared? Hmph! You dare to challenge me, boy, just wait. Once you're in, I will throw you in with those with AIDS, you'll get your taste!" The fatty said viciously.
"Hehe!" Shen Yingtian sneered, "Big brother, have you run into any unpleasant matters that have led you to vent your anger on me?"
