"What the hell, Zhixiao, how did you get so handsome?" Xiao Er exclaimed, "Even surpassing me, damn it!"
"Get lost! You little brat, you're not even fully grown, and you dare compare your looks to Zhixiao!" cursed a nearby underling.
"Damn it, all of you shut up!" Feng Zhixiao jumped onto a van, waved his arm, and said, "Brothers, it's five in the afternoon now, in two hours, we'll head straight to Dock No. 1, prepare to cross the strait and enter Hong Kong. Chen and Dahei were bullied in Hong Kong, what should we do?"
"Damn, bring people and thrash them!"
"Kill them!"
The underlings were all shouting fiercely, eager to swim across the strait to support Chen and Dahei. Feng Zhixiao raised both hands and said, "Brothers, Chen treats us like brothers, so we should consider Chen as our big brother even more. This time, even if it costs our lives, we must reclaim our dignity!"
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
