Murderous aura chilling to the bone!
The bloody table leg, emitting a foul smell.
Fierce eyes, sharp and exposed.
Meng Changxin believed, if Wu Jie could break Luo Wen's arm with it, he had enough strength to smash him to death as well.
But, in front of so many people, did he dare?
If he had the guts, he wouldn't have stopped Tang Xiao from kicking him earlier.
So...
"You'd better kill me with a single blow, or I swear I'll kill you!"
Meng Changxin arrogantly shouted loudly.
Wu Jie laughed and said, "Don't keep saying you're going to kill someone at the drop of a hat. We're all people of status. Can't you speak more civilly?"
Civil?
Fuck your civility!
Dammit!
You're the one who slapped me twice!
And you're also the one who took the table leg and knocked Luo Wen unconscious!
And now you're fucking talking to me about 'civility'?
That's a bloody insult to the word itself.
Bastard!!
Meng Changxin was extremely angry, staring down Wu Jie with intense malice.
