"Bro! Bro! This is bad! Bro!" Er Maozi suddenly ran over in a panic, fiercely banging on Liu Yue's car door, howling loudly.
Liu Yue rolled down the window and cursed at him, "How many times have I told you? This is a BMW—don't touch it! It's worth several hundred thousand. You'll break it banging like that!"
"Bro! Things are getting chaotic out there, some outsiders have mixed into our group! Those guys started attacking ours without any explanation, and now our guys are also all over the place. No one knows who is who anymore; they're just hitting anyone they see!" Er Maozi, rubbing the bruise on his face, told Liu Yue. Just before, when he was preparing to carry someone off, someone suddenly rushed up and, without a word, punched him in the face.
"Damn it! Go check it out now!" Liu Yue immediately got out of the car, and along with Er Maozi, headed towards the direction of the village entrance.
