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"Hmph! If you've got anything to ask, spit it out quickly; after that, I'll send you on your way!"
The buzz-cut man glared at Tang Feng, his tone icy.
Tang Feng smiled and pointed at the buzz-cut man's face, "I wanted to ask about your face. It looks different from the first time I saw it. Why is it so swollen, as if someone has hit you, your mouth even seems crooked, I almost didn't recognize you!"
The buzz-cut man, his face terrible to behold, instantly bristled with rage, pointed at Tang Feng's nose, and cursed, "Go to hell! Wasn't it you who just hit me, isn't this obviously a rhetorical question?"
Listening, Tang Feng suddenly realized and nodded repeatedly, "Oh right, right, right, I almost forgot it was me who hit you. It seemed like I slapped you more than a dozen times just now!"
"Now I know why, whenever I see your face, I feel especially exhilarated, and my hands start to itch!"
"I really want to slap you again!"
