If it took ten people to defeat Ye Qiu, Cai Yong thought this kid was somewhat interesting.
"You're really asking for it. You beat up our Brother Biao, and we haven't even settled that with you yet. Now you dare to come here!"
One of Cai Yong's lackeys looked at Ye Qiu and said.
"Who's in charge here?"
When Ye Qiu first walked in, he could tell that it was the man in his thirties who was the boss.
However, he purposely phrased it that way now.
"I am!"
Cai Yong said.
"Are we talking brains or brawn?"
Ye Qiu coldly looked at him and asked.
"What do you mean brains or brawn?"
This made Cai Yong and the thugs around him curious!
"Brains means a snooker bet, brawn means a group fight. You should know this."
At this, Cai Yong grew even more curious.
This kid, Cai Yong had heard of him before, he used to be the cowardly waste from Jiangbei No. 3 Middle School.
Unexpectedly, he now dared to challenge him to a battle of both brains and brawn.
