"Brother Ming, your complexion looks awful, are you okay?"
Chen Nan looked at Zhao Ming with a puzzled face, a beaming smile as he walked over.
Feeling uneasy all over, Zhao Ming stared at the grinning Chen Nan before him, his friendly smile giving Zhao Ming the sensation of being targeted by a venomous snake, a chill running down his spine.
As Chen Nan stepped closer, Zhao Ming stepped back, until he was finally against the wall, with no place to hide.
Clenching his teeth, Zhao Ming mustered his courage and pointed at Chen Nan, shouting, "Motherf... what the hell do you want?"
"I don't want anything, just heard Brother Ming wanted to know what shit tastes like, so I came over for a chat," Chen Nan said with a smile as he took a cigarette out of his mouth, then with a "snap" lit it up and turned to Zhu Bajie, "Bajie, what are you lying there for? Get up and have a chat about life with Brother Ming."
Zhu Bajie didn't respond.
