Chapter 182 The Storm is Brewing

"On what grounds?"

The tattooed youth let out a cold laugh, his face becoming even more arrogant, "When I tell you all to scram, you scram. What's all this nonsense about?"

Hearing this, Wu Yifan, Zhuang Zhou, and the Fatty were all seething with anger.

You see, they were the ones who sat there first, and now, this tattooed youth actually told them to scram directly—wasn't this too overbearing?

Zhuang Zhou, however, was relatively calm and collected. He stood up and said to the tattooed youth:

"Brother, there's always a first-come, first-served basis. The cafeteria is so crowded right now. If we give up our seats to you, where are we supposed to sit?"

The tattooed youth sneered, "I don't give a damn where you sit. Do you know who I am? I'm with the New Dragon Society!"

Whoosh!