"Bang! Bang!"
Blow after blow came, with no sign of stopping.
"Stop, stop, stop! I give up! I really give up!"
"Oh? Giving up? Didn't you just say you were going to fight me to the death? Now you're giving up? Go on, tell me what you did wrong. There are far too many things, aren't there? You were wrong on every front. Is that really acceptable?"
"Brother, I really know I was wrong!"
"There you go, saying you 'really' know again, as if everything you said before was a lie. You haven't got a shred of sincerity. It's truly disheartening."
"Keep pushing me, and I'll strangle you! You think I won't? If you keep tormenting me like this, I'll have no choice but to kill you!"
"Go ahead. Strangle away. I don't mind. Make sure you squeeze hard. I believe in you!"
"Kid, I'm giving you a chance and giving myself a way out. Why do you have to be so arrogant? So aggressive? This won't do you any good. You're far too overbearing!"
"I was born this overbearing. I can't change, and I don't intend to. What are you going to do about it?"
Xuan Zhe shrugged.
The ringleader snapped his fingers.
He really hadn't wanted things to come to this. If they could have reached an agreement, there would have been no need to fight. This kid had some talent, too. Bringing him into the organization wouldn't have been a bad thing. Their success rate at collecting protection money could have risen to a hundred percent, instead of staying at a mere ninety-nine percent like today.
But now, the kid refused to show him any respect.
He had offered him courtesy, and the kid had thrown it back in his face.
That arrogance alone-hmph, he had to