"Arm wrestling, Wang Lie, aren't you just bullying me? You're so strong; if we compete with you, aren't we bound to lose?" the fatty said, quite indignant.
Wang Lie glared at the fatty and snorted with disdain, "Bullying you? You can take it that way if you wish. It's clear that you're better at basketball than me, but didn't you still trick me into playing against you? So what's the problem with me competing with you in arm wrestling now? If you're too scared to compete, just admit defeat, return the five thousand bucks, and we can call it even. Otherwise, hmph, don't blame me for not being nice to you today. Nobody gets to take advantage of Wang Lie that easily."
The fatty's mouth twitched, and he shrank back a little in fear. It would obviously be a big disadvantage to fight against such a bulky guy. A person as unreasonable as him could do anything.
