"Let's see if all you yellow-skinned monkeys are as tough as that damned Zhang Beixing!"
His expression suddenly changing, the Black Ghost fiercely threw his cigarette to the ground. With a ferocious look, he gestured to the others around him.
The other Black Ghosts instantly understood and moved forward, surrounding Zhang Beixing.
At this, Zhang Beixing's expression turned utterly dark.
He knew that after the incident that afternoon, his reputation overseas would be completely ruined, triggering a chain reaction. But he hadn't expected it to be so severe. To think a simple trip to a bar could lead to such trouble. As for those close to him, if he hadn't prepared in advance by arranging protection for his classmates from three factions, given the intense hatred these Black Ghosts held for him, disaster would surely have struck today!
"Yellow-skinned monkey, what are you daydreaming about? I told you to kneel!"
