"Ah..." Liu San screamed, clutching his arm as he rolled on the ground, cursing to high heaven. What the **** is going on today? I only brought Brother Huangmao over to back me up, I ****ing didn't do anything wrong. Why did he break my arm? Who the **** did I provoke, huh? ****, it hurts so bad...
"It's all your ****ing fault. Otherwise, would I have broken your arm? You brought this **** on yourself. I already saw the murderous intent in Lin Feng's eyes. In order not to turn his anger on everyone else, I had to break one of your arms. Who told you to mess with Lin Feng, this living Yama? You've got to shoulder the consequences of the trouble you caused. If Lin Feng had taken action, it wouldn't be as simple as just a broken arm. You should be ****ing thanking me later!"
