"You little bastard, I didn't expect to run into you here, really, enemies do cross paths!"
In the midst of Zhang's wild laughter.
The youth Xiao Yi bumped into yesterday emerged from behind him, his face tainted with a vengeful grimace, followed by a bald strong man with a heavy saber on his back.
The gazes of the two men landed on Xiao Yi, filled with a cold evil qi.
Xiao Yi furrowed his brows and cursed his bad luck under his breath, then said indifferently, "Indeed, I didn't expect to bump into someone spewing crap like you here!"
"Who are you calling a crap-spouter?"
The youth flew into a rage, pointing at Xiao Yi and cursing, "You bastard who's born without upbringing, I..."
Crack!
A streak of silver light flashed by.
His finger broke off cleanly and he fell to his knees in front of Xiao Yi with two thuds.
Xiao Yi looked down with an icy face, "Dare to curse me again, and the next thing to break will be your head!"
"You bastard, let go of my brother!"
