"Godfather, they are there!" In the corridor, Brother Ma pointed at the backs of Zhang Xiaohao and his group.
"Fuck! No wonder they dare to be so arrogant, turns out they've brought people! Bullying someone from Brother Dia's circle? No matter how many people they've got, they're going down! Let's go, we're heading over." Qu Shenyue said arrogantly, with a cigar in his mouth.
Ever since he had entered the gang, he had always had a cigar between his lips, earning him the nickname "Brother Dia" from his fellow gang members.
With a wave of his hand, he led more than twenty underlings, charged with evil Qi, and rushed over.
"You little punk, stop right there!" Qu Shenyue roared with authority.
He puffed out his chest so aggressively! With a group of underlings, they quickly surrounded them.
"You've got quite the guts, kid! Even daring to beat up someone from my Brother Dia's group, you're asking for trouble..."
