"You little punk, are you looking for death!" Guan Binfei was enraged.
Zhang Jing was his chosen future wife, yet he hadn't even held her hand, and now some scoundrel had jumped the queue and taken advantage, not just a little, but completely baring Zhang Jing's body.
Unable to hold back any longer, his face twisted in ferocity, his eyes red with anger, he charged at Zhang Xiaohao.
"Wait a minute!" Seeing him charge, Zhang Xiaohao casually said.
"You little punk, now you know fear, huh? But it's already too late. Do you have any last words? Speak up while I haven't made my move, otherwise, soon you won't even have the chance to open your mouth," Guan Binfei said, brimming with killing intent.
"This is Mo's Clinic, and it is said that Divine Doctor Mo has connections that reach the heavens, with influence over both the underworld and law-abiding society. Aren't you afraid of getting revenge from Divine Doctor Mo by running wild on his turf?" Zhang Xiaohao said.
