Wang Zhiming's screams were unceasing, but Lin Chen was completely indifferent, his expression one of feigned distress, "Ah, you could have just paid the tuition; why did you have to crush your eggs?"
Watching Wang Zhiming wail and roll on the ground, one of his subordinates couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth. This guy was too cruel, crushing someone's eggs at the slightest disagreement!
The recent turn of events was too eerie; for a moment his gang of underlings stood frozen in place, with nobody daring to move forward.
"Whoever breaks one of his arms, I'll reward with ten thousand yuan!" Wang Zhiming hysterically shouted from the ground.
Money talks; with the promise of a reward, the hooligans' eyes turned red with greed.
"His right hand is mine."
"I'll break his left hand!"
A dozen thugs, faces fierce and greedy smiles on their lips, surrounded Lin Chen.
