"Did you just crash into my ride?"
White Hair stormed over with anger.
Fat Brother's face was stunned, pointing incredulously at his own nose, "I hit you?"
Then Fat Brother suddenly snapped out of his daze and became furious, "Why didn't Fat Brother crash you to death? I even chipped my front tooth, damn it!"
"You dead fatso, I want to duel with you!"
With clenched teeth, White Hair raised an iron rod, which upon closer inspection was clearly a broken handrail.
"I've got two people here on my side, which one are you referring to?"
Fat Brother arrogantly pointed at the simple-looking William.
White Hair fell silent, looking innocently at William, but still not admitting defeat, "I've also got two people here! Xiaoxi, come out."
"I think you should... wait a moment..."
A trembling voice came from behind.
Li Xiaoxi, holding a glass shield, pointed in horror at something nearby.
