"What did you just call me? Trash!" Lin Fei and the others hadn't had a chance to respond when another icy female voice suddenly rang out.
"What's that? Looking for a fight?" The burly man tugged at the buttons on his chest, exposing his thick chest hair. He stood up with a whoosh.
At the same time, a young woman sitting in front of Lin Fei and his group also stood up swiftly. She was dressed in a tight, army green T-shirt, with a white bandage wrapped around her right wrist.
"Fight? I only know how to kill," the woman said with a scornful laugh.
"Kill? Who here hasn't killed before? Alright, alright, let's all say a little less, soon we will..." Xu Wei stood up, trying to play the peacemaker.
"Who do you think you are? Did I give you permission to speak?" The woman's tone shifted, her icy gaze fixating on Xu Wei. Then it quickly swept over Xu Shiyuan standing next to him. "How can such a frail piece of trash even participate in a public mission. Tired of living, are you?"
