Not far from the night market stall was an internet cafe. Although it was quite late, the internet cafe was still doing good business.
The roar of anger came from over by the internet cafe. Ye Qing and the others turned their heads to look, only to see chaos near the internet cafe. A man with graying hair tumbled out of the entrance and fell under the eaves. Behind him, a few outrageously dressed youths exited from the internet cafe.
"Damn, old man, are you looking for trouble again?" The leader was a country punk with an explosive head of multi-colored hair and, for God's sake, even wore smoky makeup, presenting a quite visually aggressive appearance. Those following him were also dressed in that rural punk style, either sporting seven or eight earrings or draped in cheap chains—bracelets, anklets, waist chains, leg chains and the like. Among them was an oddity with a ring through his nose—he really thought he was the Bull Demon King!
