Bang! The door was kicked open.
This was the second time today the door suffered such rough treatment, but Xiao Hong didn't have time to lament for the door as he was completely drawn to the teenager who walked in.
The teenager was about the same age as him. Both sides of his scalp were bald, leaving only a fierce and bright red strip of hair down the middle. A deep blue denim jacket was stretched taut by his lean physique, making him stand extremely tall and sharp, like a lit firecracker. His upward-slanting eyes swept over Xiao Hong and finally settled on Brother Li, sneering, "Not even a ranked street dog in the chicken game, yet you want to replace Black Star?"
A sharp and irritable voice echoed like a bursting bomb in the room, leaving everyone's ears ringing.
The women upstairs turned pale, and a few who just came down silently retreated back up.
