Hearing Zhao Yu’s mouthful of street language, not only the policemen, but the delinquents as well were shocked and silent.
"Bro…I…" The blonde’s face was already a distinct shade of purple, "I…I don’t know, you…what do you mean?"
"Holy sh*t!" Zhao Yu spoke angrily, "What are you doing on the streets if you haven’t even heard of this before! Are you a newborn chick? Listen here, crimson lips means that if you slap someone, you have to give them red bills; white knife means that if you cut someone, you have to give them silver; golden finger…"
"I see!" Li Beini cut in beside him, "Golden finger means if you cut off someone’s finger, you have to give them gold!"
