Yusuf Zuck had actually been furious for a while, his heart raging like a firestorm — his sister forced to drink, even slapped across the face? In his entire life, the two people he cared most about were his mother and his sister. His sister was the apple of his eye, and if anyone bullied her, he had the heart to kill them.
He didn't care about any Red Gang or Green Gang; when he fought in the past, it was as if he was on a suicide mission, not to mention now. To put it bluntly, he was like God incarnate, a deity in his own right. With his current abilities, was smacking around any member of these gangs even worth considering?
As Yusuf Zuck gave Otis Quinn a cold look, Otis Quinn couldn't help but laugh angrily, while he leaned back onto the sofa casually, saying, "So, you want to slap me ten times, and then I'll pay you eight hundred thousand, is that it?"
"Have you chosen to be a moron?" Yusuf Zuck raised his eyebrow, his words harsh, implying that Otis Quinn was being idiotic.