Dong Qiang steadied his nerves, and with a big open hand, he slapped it across the burly man's face.
The slap was so loud that everyone present was left stunned.
"Holy shit," someone blurted, "what just happened?"
With an aggrieved expression, the burly man said, "Brother Qiang, you hit the wrong person!"
Furious, Dong Qiang slapped him with another ringing smack.
"Wrong my ass! Damn it, are you blind or what? Trying to scam people and you even bring it to Brother Hao's head. Do you still want to live?"
Before the burly man could even figure out who 'Brother Hao' was, Dong Qiang was already bowing and scraping in front of Wang Hao.
"Brother Hao, this is all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! A flood may wash over a dragon temple; all involved are brothers of the same clan!"
Wang Hao merely smiled coldly and casually accepted the cigarette Dong Qiang offered.
Quick to please, Dong Qiang promptly took out a Zippo lighter and lit the cigarette for Wang Hao.
