Debt from Gambling?

Zhang Shan, holding his phone ready to make a call and intimidate Wang Chao, was taken aback by Wang Chao's words. "Aren't you afraid?"

"It's just the Four Great Kings, what is there to be afraid of? Go ahead, make the call," Wang Chao replied.

Zhang Shan's expression turned extremely ugly upon hearing this.

He was just a small-time hoodlum. How could he possibly know the lofty Four Great Kings? Even if he made the call, there was no way he could bring the Four Great Kings here.

Wang Chao was clearly trying to embarrass him!

"Go ahead and make the call," Wang Chao urged.

"Fine, you punk asking for death, just you wait. I'll make the call now."

Feeling that he couldn't back down, Zhang Shan reluctantly dialed a number and said, "Boss, it's Zhang Shan. Some bastard hit my dad and insulted you. Come to the hospital with your people."

"Yes, the hospital!"