"You fuckin' dare throw that on me?" Crocodile angrily pointed at Ye Long and shouted.
"Huh? Why wouldn't I dare?" Ye Long shrugged and said.
"Brothers!" Crocodile roared furiously, and several bald men immediately clustered around him, ready to throw down.
Zhang Xin was not to be outdone. In here, didn't everyone have a few brothers? At once, he yelled out a call, and several brawny men also stepped up, glaring at each other, the atmosphere turning tense!
It was as if at any slight disagreement, both sides would come to blows!
"Glare at what, you idiot!" Ye Long said disdainfully, then casually slapped Crocodile across the face.
Crocodile was stunned. This guy in front of him was too brazen, right?
His audacity knew no bounds, it was unreasonable!
Even when the well-known big shots here had conflicts, they wouldn't go straight to blows; they'd first negotiate, and if that failed, then set a place to fight. But this guy—he got upset and swung without a moment's hesitation?
