"Who the hell is your friend!"
Mo Han swung his hand, delivering a rapid slap across the face.
Tao Donghao immediately dodged. Although he was a standard spoiled rich kid, his reflexes were incredibly quick, and three ordinary people were no match for him.
Unfortunately for him, Mo Han was no ordinary person. Once he had decided to slap, he most definitely wouldn't let it miss.
Slap!
As expected, a resounding slap landed heavily on Tao Donghao's face, sending him stumbling to the side.
Tao Donghao was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and had never been slapped, let alone lightly tapped on the arm by anyone.
But now, he had been sent sprawling to the ground by a slap from Mo Han, the humiliation in his heart unimaginable.
"Fuck your mother! You dare hit me! You're fucking seeking death!"
In an instant, Tao Donghao exploded like a lit gas canister, disregarding the previous warning from his older brother, Tao Donglai, and swung his fists towards Mo Han.
