Chen Nan glanced at the group surrounding him, a total of twelve, each one a burly brute, all shirtless with their muscles bulging, several bearing knife scars, clearly not the kind you'd find at church.
"Step back."
Chen Nan pulled Han Yuting behind him and eyed the redhead in the front, "Do we know each other?"
He truly couldn't remember when he had offended such a redhead.
"You don't need to know me, motherfucker, I said kneel and kowtow!" The redhead swung his iron club menacingly and bellowed at the ground, "Can't you understand human speech? Kneel down!"
Chen Nan exhaled a puff of smoke and said indifferently, "I'll ask you one more time, do we know each other?"
"No!"
The ferocious look on the redhead's face didn't change, "But I know you, so hurry the fuck up and kneel to sing 'Conquered'!"
"Fuck off, if we don't know each other then stop yapping!"
Chen Nan flicked his cigarette butt fiercely to the ground and kicked his leg up towards the redhead's chest.
"Ah!"
