"What the hell?"
Wiping a bead of blood from his neck, Shen Zhao flicked it off his palm. "Where did that damn mosquito come from? Blind thing. Why didn't you go bite Qin Lin?"
"Let's go."
Qin Lin said nothing more and simply led Fatty Qi away.
"Pah," he spat. "This is just an appetizer. Just you wait and see how I'm going to play with you!"
Glaring fiercely at Qin Lin's departing back, Shen Zhao cursed angrily before turning his gaze to the landlord and the small-time thugs. "Thanks for your hard work today, everyone. I'll treat you at the Fire Phoenix Nightclub. Pick any girl you want. Today, I have only one thing to say: eat, drink, and have fun to your heart's content."
"Haha, Brother Shen is so generous!"
"You have to call us next time there's something good like this, Brother Shen!"
