Like a Mad Dog

The old man carrying the crutch sat next to Mr. Five, who wore a Tang suit. He had never expected that Zhao Yu would point at him! "Jiang Ke, you are making baseless accusations," he shouted. Zhao Yu clenched his fists, roaring, "It seems you want to argue with me. You should know me; I never say anything without sufficient evidence."

The old man with the crutch looked pale and trembled with anger. He waved at his men and said, "What are you still waiting for? Get him." Zhao Yu laughed so wildly that the bodyguards did not dare to move. "See? You want me dead, don't you? Do it. Can you?" he said. Mr. Five then shouted angrily, "Jiang Ke. We need evidence. We know Mr. Bao well. Don't sow seeds of discord here!"