Ye Fei's face changed drastically, looking toward the burly man in horror.
"What are you doing!"
The burly man's face was livid with rage as he grabbed Ye Fei by the collar, his teeth gritted as he threatened, "Are you fucking asking to die? Dare to say our place is a gambling den?"
Ye Fei, still with a look of panic, said, "It's what the landlord said, not me."
The burly man pressed Ye Fei against the wall, his voice lowered to a ferocious whisper as he threatened, "You'd better not talk nonsense, or I'll kill you."
Ye Fei's face twitched a few times before he squeezed out a smile and said, "Big brother, let's talk this over. Is this really a gambling den?"
The burly man didn't answer the question.
But Ye Fei could clearly feel the hand clutching his collar tightening even more.
