"Sha Qiang! Sha Qiang, where the hell did you go...? Sha Qiang!"
Brother Violent Dragon stood downstairs in front of his own Billiard Room. The battered thug who had been beaten up for hitting on Second Sister-in-Law was lying on the ground, spitting blood.
This should have been an imposing scene.
But Brother Violent Dragon's arm was currently being clutched tightly by a bald young man in a white robe. Let me emphasize this: clutched.
"What is it, Boss?"
A muscular man with a face full of bunched-up flesh strode over at incredible speed, carrying a steaming bowl of Bowl of Shark Fin Soup in his hand... Sha Qiang!
"What is it?" Brother Violent Dragon pursed his lips and raised his chin. He forcefully extended a finger. "This bald bastard keeps taking advantage of me and touching my chest... Are you blind? Hurry up and pull him away! Do I need to handle such a minor matter myself?"
"Yes, Boss!"
Sha Qiang instantly tossed the Bowl of Shark Fin Soup in his hand onto the ground. He then snorted through his nostrils, rolled up his sleeves, and placed both hands directly around the bald young man's waist!
He lowered his center of gravity, and the paving stones beneath the sidewalk instantly cracked... Yet even so, Sha Qiang still couldn't pull the bald young man away by even half an inch.
"Reporting to Boss, I can't pull him away!"
"..." Brother Violent Dragon froze for a moment. His brows furrowed, and without another word, he threw a punch at the bald young man clinging to him.
It was as if a real tyrannosaurus had roared at that instant. The roar shattered the windows of the nearby streets... The fist slammed straight into the bald young man's face... KO!
The bald young