"Something else?" Skinny asked, turning his head toward Hao Jian.
Hao Jian walked up to him, took out a stack of bills, and stuffed them into Skinny's front chest pocket, "Here's some money for you."
As soon as these words were uttered, everyone was dumbfounded. Why would Hao Jian give him money? Didn't they hear him cursing?
"Why are you giving me money?" Skinny was also dumbfounded. Could cursing make money? Was this kid crazy? Did he enjoy being cursed at?
"It's for medical expenses. Take it and see a doctor!" Hao Jian said with a slight smile, and then threw a punch straight into his abdomen. Skinny immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground, slowly collapsing down.
"Let's go." Hao Jian gave Chen Zhiyan and the others a look and then walked toward his car.
Chen Zhiyan hurried to keep pace with Hao Jian, "You didn't kill him, did you?"
