"Cousin, it's him!" Yellow Hair pointed at my nose as I entered the door.
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man walked over.
He rubbed the ring on his finger and slowly approached me.
"So you're the one who hit my cousin?" The young man looked me up and down.
"Why don't you ask him why he got beaten?" I sneered.
"I don't care about that. You dared to hit my cousin; I'll cripple you today!" The young man snorted.
I guessed this was another unreasonable person and waved my hand, "You'd better call Marshall Clive over."
The young man was stunned and then angrily said, "Our Mr. Clive is very busy. You think you can just call him over?"
"If you don't call him, I will." I took out my phone and made a call to Marshall Clive.
Soon, Marshall Clive answered the phone on the other end.
He enthusiastically said on the phone, "Mr. Raymond, why are you calling me so late at night?"
I replied, "Mr. Clive, do you have a Midnight KTV under your control?"
