"East King Boss, what... what are you doing?" Brother Hui hadn't recovered yet; one hand was still covering his endlessly aching stomach.
"Puh! Shut up!" East King spat at Brother Hui, his face hostile, "Didn't you see who this is before you started throwing punches? You deserved to be beaten!"
Brother Hui was completely taken aback, not even wiping the saliva off his face; he didn't quite understand what was going on, nor why East King would say such a thing.
Slap!
But then, everyone was shocked again.
A slap rang out, East King's figure had already toppled to one side, his dirty face sporting a bright red handprint.
Chen Hao acted as if he hadn't moved at all, smirking, "You shut up too. I'm in a really bad mood right now, anyone else BS's, and I'll wreck their mouth!"
Chen Hao was indeed in a foul mood; what kind of crap had he run into these past few days?