Tense

"F*ck, are you guys in a group or not!" The blondie got impatient. "I hate men like you, wishy-washy and an absolute wimp! Stay here!"

The moment he heard that, Sen Xuexin plunged into despair, so afraid that tears were on the brink of falling from his eyes. "Sir, I have no relations to either of them, I was just their neighbour, and we're casually chatting. We don't know each other well at all, we don't, please let me go…"

"Speak more nonsense and I'll chop you up!" The blondie didn't bother listening to Sen Xuexin's words and just pushed him to fall onto the sofa, kicking him once in the meantime. "You men with gelled-up hair disgust me. You're all just like a bunch of sissies!"

Sen Xuexin howled in pain, his entire six-feet tall self curled up on the sofa, shaking cowardly.