"Shut up!" Zhang Xiaohao snapped coldly.
Terrified by Zhang Xiaohao's sudden bark, Qian Youmin quickly shut his mouth, fearing that Zhang Xiaohao might start landing punches and kicks on him again.
Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye.
Thump thump thump...
A flurry of hurried footsteps sounded, echoing frantically from upstairs.
Soon after, a group of seven or eight guys with dyed yellow hair, dressed like outliers, and exuding a sinister air, rushed up from downstairs.
Leading the pack was a red-haired fellow, as skinny as a lamppost, looking like a light breeze could easily knock him over.
"Damn! Qian Youmin, you're fucking useless, aren't you? I told you to mention my name and you wouldn't have gotten beaten up. Are you fucking stupid? Why didn't you say my name?" Brother Dog cursed angrily.
"Brother Dog, save me!" Seeing the red-haired man appear, Qian Youmin shouted excitedly and quickly rushed over to him.
Bang!
