"What, what did you say?"
Wang Haikun's eyes, as big as copper bells, nearly bulged out of their sockets; he glared at Qin Niu, shocked and furious.
This fellow, who once seemed like a mere worm under his feet, capable of being squashed with just one hand, today seemed to have consumed the courage of bears and leopards.
Then again, it might also be possible that he was possessed.
People had long said that this kid wasn't quite right in the head.
What normal person would wander into the mountains in the middle of the night?
"Remember to give me the two silver money and four qian on time! We're all villagers here, and if I have to charge you interest, it won't look good on you."
Qin Niu said earnestly.
From beginning to end, he never took Wang Haikun as an opponent; with his caliber, he wasn't even worth it.
"I'll make your face look awful right now!"
Wang Haikun clenched his fist, the size of a bowl, and slammed it with a fierce force towards Qin Niu's face.
