The middle-aged man exhaled long and relieved at Zheng Qiang's affirmation, nodding his head.
With those words, he felt completely reassured.
Zheng Qiang chuckled, rubbing his buzz cut with a sinister grin on his face, and strutted over to the gang. Without a second thought, he kicked one of them.
"You can't even do one simple task, should've never let you guys show up first."
Soon, he noticed the gang member he had instructed to take the lead lying on the ground.
"Luo, what the hell are you doing on the ground? You're the one majorly responsible for messing this up!"
Having said that, Zheng Qiang kicked Luo squarely in the stomach.
Luo felt as if he was going to vomit and instantly curled up, covering his stomach, pleading, "Boss, it's not what you think!"
Zheng Qiang delivered another kick, "So, what is it then? Speak now!"
Luo was on the verge of tears. It was his own fault for taking the lead, but why was he always the one getting hurt?
