"Damn!"
"Looking for death!"
The man in the black suit released Jian Yue and slapped Xu Tong, the force swelling half of Xu Tong's face visibly.
"Ah!"
"Don't hit her!"
Seeing her friend hurt, the previously fearful Jian Yue went wild, lunging forward and scratching the man's face furiously.
"Damn it..."
"You're all like mad dogs, rabid!"
The man in the black suit, face reddened, snarled in anger, knocked both women to the ground, and was about to advance again when he was suddenly kicked aside.
"What's going on?"
Zhang Yong said coldly,
"You break these women, you pay for the damages?"
He waved his hand:
"Take them away!"
"No!" Xu Tong screamed and lunged again, only to be easily shoved to the ground by Zhang Yong.
"Such sisterly affection."
Zhang Yong shrugged:
"Take them both!"
"They bit one of mine; better get it checked. If they really have rabies... someone's got to pay for the medical bills."
"Yes!"
