"Fucking hell! You dare to deceive me! I'll beat you to death!" Brother Diao roared furiously.
Fists and feet flew out, harshly striking the middle-aged driver.
Smack smack smack...
"Brother Diao, stop hitting me, I was wrong, I won't dare to deceive you again, please spare me!" the middle-aged driver begged for mercy.
"Fuck! Listen to me, because of our past friendship, I'll let this go. But if you dare do it again, I'll beat you to death!" Brother Diao said.
After finishing, Brother Diao glared menacingly at Zhang Xiaohao.
"You little shit, it's your turn now. Do you want to die or live?" Brother Diao arrogantly said.
"Are you retarded? If I can live, who would choose to die?" Zhang Xiaohao retorted irritably.
"Not bad, kid, you know what's good for you. I'm not making it difficult for you. Because we came here especially for you and including the road expenses just now, hand over ten thousand yuan and we'll call it even," Brother Diao said.
"Ten thousand yuan?"
