A furious gambler with bloodshot eyes grabbed Huo YanGen by the collar, "You're a damn idiot, tell me, what makes you worthy of a beauty?"
"Of course, I'm worthy of a beauty, would you please let go of your dirty hands? You can't afford this outfit," Huo YanGen said icily. He had just lost a lot of money and was already irritated, and now some lowlife was bothering him, causing him to instantly explode in anger.
Hearing this, the bloodshot-eyed man got even more annoyed, "Think you're so cool? How do you know I can't afford your clothes?"
"Disgusted by my dirty hands? I'll smash your face right now!"
The man didn't hesitate and threw a punch right in Huo YanGen's nose, immediately causing a gush of blood.
Other losing gamblers also spoke grudgingly, "This pretentious prick, kill him, see if he dares to act cool anymore."
Then, unsurprisingly, five or six more fists came smashing towards Huo YanGen's head from all directions.
