"You're worthless, with so many guys you can't even handle one mainlander. You're a damn disgrace to our Hong Kong Hesheng Hall. Don't fucking say you're one of my Big B's men when you go out."
A middle-aged man with dyed golden hair and eyes filled with a sinister look fiercely scolded Fat Biao, who had been beaten so badly he looked like a pig's head.
"Big... Big Brother B, that kid is real... really tough. We hadn't even got close to him, and he knocked us all down. Four-Eyes still can't get up from the hospital bed."
Every single one of Fat Biao's teeth had been smashed out by Chen Feng, making his speech whistle and forcing him to pause several times just to finish a sentence. His face was still swollen, and from a distance, he looked just like a pig's head. He had not expected the mainlander to be so formidable; not only had his attempt at extortion failed, but he had also ended up getting a thrashing.
