In the crowded bar, Scarface pushed through the throng in less than ten seconds, coming to a stop directly behind the rich second-generation brat who was threatening Xia Liang. At that moment, the rich kid was still blustering, "Hmph, I'll say it one last time! Hand over five yuan and kneel down for a proper kowtow. Otherwise, I'll make sure you're carried out of here horizontally today!"
A faint smile touched Xia Liang's lips. He whispered to Scarface, who stood right behind the rich kid, "Did you hear that? He wants to see me carried out horizontally."
The rich kid was stunned, not even having time to react before a heavy slap landed squarely on the top of his head!
"I'll make *your* head horizontal!"
