"Fucking hell, a bunch of good-for-nothing twats, can't even handle a damn student. What the hell are you good for? Get the fuck up right now."
Ma Tong viciously kicked the underling in front of him, but the guy couldn't get up after much effort, seemingly royally screwed! After all, being zapped with an electric shock is a bloody awful experience—it's like being a puppet on strings, completely at someone else's mercy. Plus, his heart was barely beating, feeling horribly uncomfortable! At least he was still breathing, which, honestly, was lucky enough. If the beating continued, he'd definitely be fixed up even worse. This underling certainly didn't want to be roughed up a second time.
Seeing the sorry state of Ma Tong's men, all disheveled and defeated, Li Fei walked over and said, "Toilet Bowl, didn't think your boys would be so pathetic. Come on, let's see what you've got—bring it all out!"
