One slap wasn't enough to vent his anger. Chun Xiaobai grabbed him by the collar, hoisted him like a little chick, and found a crooked tree to hang him from.
Then came a barrage of punches and kicks, with a full "frantic friction" package thrown in.
Before long, that once fairly clean, handsome face had swollen into a pig's head.
Even his own mother would probably have hesitated for ages before recognizing him.
Only after he had beaten the man until he was drawing more breath in than he was letting out did the anger in Chun Xiaobai's heart gradually subside.
He kicked the two young women sprawled limply on the ground and cursed.
"You're no angels either."
He crouched down and searched around their waists, soon finding two Yellow-Tier Superior Storage Bags.
Chun Xiaobai hefted the Storage Bags and smacked his lips. "Ooh... these really do feel nice."
Only then did he walk over to Liu Mang and search him all over.
After all that searching, all he fucking found was one Yellow-Tier Middle-Grade Storage Bag!
"What the hell!" Chun Xiaobai froze. "Don't tell me this guy's in the same business?"
What fucking candidate holy son? He was clearly someone who had crawled out of some "Lele" scam compound in the middle of nowhere to hit his quota by targeting gold-digging young women like these!
"Fuck!"
The more Chun Xiaobai thought about it, the angrier he grew. He felt he had suffered an utter humiliation.
He hauled Liu Mang down from the tree again and gave him another round of frantic friction.
"You brought this pathetic little stash and still dared to strut around like a big bad wolf? You made me waste all that fucking effort!"
Only after beating him until his tongue lolled out of his mouth