Mark Reed frowned.
He had never dealt with such vulgar people before. His sharp gaze shot over like a dagger, and the fierce aura in his eyes startled the old man, scaring him into silence.
"Let her go." Mark raised his eyebrows, and the old man quickly let go.
The woman, regardless of the identity of this person who came to her aid, seized the chance to kick the man twice.
The man glared back in pain, while the woman smugly hid behind Mark, whispering, "Boss, thank you."
"Hmph, don't think just because you have a pretty boy backing you, you can be smug. Don't let me see you again next time, you cheap woman."
The man cursed, ready to leave, but the woman rushed forward to block his way: "Pay up, you're not leaving without paying, hurry up and give me the money."
"I gave your mom money, get lost, you worthless trash still want money, scram!"
The man shoved the woman aside and ran through the crowd.
