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Qing Shui watched the young man aged 23-24 who was knocked down. The dark-skinned youth possessed a tall and strong figure, dressed in military uniform.
"Damn your mother! You even dare to knock down the brother of this young Master. Don't you know who the boss of Hundred-Mile City is?" A strange voice echoed.
Qing Shui frowned as he looked at the people behind the young man. The leader was approximately 25-26 years old, pale-faced, dressed in an expensive embroidered robe. He also despised Qing Shui, cursing him as if he were cursing an idiot.
In his mind, Qing Shui already regarded this person as an obstacle. Despite having a good temper, he would hate anyone who insulted his mother, Haii. He stared at the youth, his gaze sharp as a sword.
"What are you looking at? F*ck your mother, your ab son... "
"Ah!"
Qing Shui moved, his speed as fast as a lightning spark. With the sound of nuts cracking, he kicked the youth, making the witness's head numb.
