Zhao Bing's voice trembled as he pleaded, "Brother Hu, please give me two more days! I... I'll think of a way soon! Can we... can we go outside to talk? There are other people in my house, give me some face..."
Brother Hu glanced disdainfully at Zhao Chi, who was busy eating breakfast by himself, and with a "slap," slapped Zhao Bing across the face, sneering, "How long have you been dragging this out, you son of a bitch? Count it out! Giving you face? How the hell is your face worth that much? I'm telling you, you need to give me the money today! Otherwise, believe it or not, I'll demolish your house and break one of your legs too!"
Hearing the commotion, Feng Haiyan hurried down from upstairs and pointed at Brother Hu and the others, angrily shouting, "What are you doing? I'm telling you, don't touch my son, get out of here right now! Otherwise, I'm calling the police!"
