"Yellow-skinned monkey, I'm asking you one last time, do you dare fight me?" John Sharo said menacingly.
"Are you stupid? You've got five guys behind you, each one broad-shouldered and burly, obviously seasoned fighters, and I'm here all alone. Only an idiot would brawl with you!" Zhang Xiaohao cursed under his breath.
John Sharo turned around and saw that this was indeed the case, looking proud and chest puffed out, he felt smug inside!
After thinking it over, he said, "Kid, don't worry, I won't bully you. Let's have a one-on-one! No one else is allowed to interfere; if you're a man, step up!"
"You think you can just call for a fight and I'll agree? If I said yes just like that, wouldn't I lose face?" Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.
"Hmph! You just want money, right? Here's the deal, if you can beat me, this million US dollars is yours!" John Sharo said proudly.
