"Go Lao'er, do you think you're tough?"
Mo Han looked down at Go Lao'er, speaking indifferently, "Bringing these people here for what? Want me to help them loosen their bones?"
Go Lao'er's mouth twitched, and he explained with a bitter smile, "Mister Mo, I'm sorry, I was wrong."
"It was Xu Gang who called Brother Chen, saying he'd offer five million to help deal with someone..."
"Brother Chen asked me to bring some brothers with minor injuries to pad our numbers, just to intimidate someone."
"I really had no idea Xu Gang was targeting you, Mister Mo. If I knew, even with a hundred times the courage, I wouldn't have dared!"
"Heh heh..." Mo Han sneered coldly, "So you're saying that if it were someone else, you would've helped Xu Gang break their limbs and even castrate them?"
Go Lao'er bowed his head, cold sweat beading on his forehead.
Smack!
Mo Han slapped him, sending Go Lao'er's two front teeth flying.
