Wei Guoming glanced at the crowd around him and said with an unpleasant expression, "Bro, how about we reason this out?"
"Reason this out? The one with the bigger fists has the hard truth, isn't that what you said?" Hao Jian sneered coldly.
Upon hearing this, Wei Guoming wished he could slap himself twice, "Well, I'll never come to this basketball court again, is that okay with you?"
"No problem, feel free to come anytime, I'll always be welcoming." However, Hao Jian seemed very welcoming, believing that after this incident, Wei Guoming, even if he wanted to come, would not dare to.
Hearing Hao Jian say this, Wei Guoming's face turned as pale as death, and he was almost certain that Hao Jian intended to make him take off his pants.
"How about I compensate you with some money?" Wei Guoming tentatively asked.
"If you don't take them off now, I think you might really end up in the hospital soon." Hao Jian was also gradually losing his patience.
