"Damn it, every bastard richer than me deserves the gallows!"
Cassano complained, then went to watch TV on the sofa.
"Good afternoon, Kevin!"
The newly awakened Ramos, with his hair looking like a bird's nest, greeted Huang Kaiwen.
"Good afternoon, want something to eat?"
Huang Kaiwen asked with a smile.
"Why didn't you ask me just now?"
Asked Cassano, lying on the sofa and looking up in protest.
Ramos mocked, "Maybe it's because your skin is too thick, and there's no need to ask you."
"Bastard, you, with your dirty style of play, have the nerve to talk about me?"
Shouted an infuriated Cassano.
"That's still better than you, a guy who doesn't even get the chance to be a substitute,"
Ramos continued mocking.
"Damn it, you're asking for it!"
"Enough, Sergio, you eat first, and Antonio, you watch TV,"
Huang Kaiwen shouted, stepping between the two.
Cassano and Ramos both turned and snorted coldly.
...
"No way, I didn't perform well just now, let's go again!"
