Several foreigners all wore bewildered faces; though they didn't understand the joke Wang Hao told, the mischievous smile on his face clearly indicated it was no compliment.
"Kid, you're asking for it!"
As they spoke, a few of the burly foreigners clenched their fists, the size of casserole pots, ready to greet Wang Hao with them.
However, in the next instant, they all felt a sudden, severe blow to their kneecaps and dropped straight to the ground.
Feigning surprise, Wang Hao remarked, "Oh my, the New Year has passed and you guys still want lucky money?"
After saying that, he pretended to search his pockets earnestly and fished out some coins to hand over.
"Here you go, my big nephews; that's all the cash I've got on me. Take it and please don't say it's too little!"
