Cut off your own arm and roll off the train??
The burly man was startled, then burst into laughter. Pointing at Qin Heng, he said, "Boy, you got a problem in your head? Daring to speak to me, Xiong Hao, like that? Do you want to die?"
"Sir, this is a high-speed train carriage. Please do not make a ruckus." At this moment, a tall and pretty attendant came over and said to Xiong Hao, "Please do not disturb the other passengers' rest. Thank you."
SLAP!
Xiong Hao slapped the attendant across the face, turning the young woman's cheek blood red. Blood even dripped from the corner of her mouth.
"Fucking bitch! Who do you think you are to stand in the way of your Grandpa Xiong!" Xiong Hao looked at the attendant with disdain, sneering arrogantly. "Do you know who I am? Believe it or not, with just one word, I can have you, this stinking bitch, out of a job! Kneel down to me immediately and crawl through my crotch, or else I'll get every single person on this high-speed train fired!"
