"Hit them!"
Xiao Chen waved his hand, and without needing Ghost Blade to make a move, Hei rushed forward and slapped the four people who spoke foul words—all four of them—flipping them onto the ground and even smashing a table in the process.
The four were terrified beyond belief.
They had never imagined that Xiao Chen, a "bastard", and Yin Que, "born of a wild hen," would dare hit them.
"Son of a bitch, how dare you hit us, you're dead!"
Tian Mo jumped up and cursed.
Clearly, he was the leader of this group.
Now, having been beaten, and worst of all, he couldn't even speak properly due to his injuries.
"Hit them again!"
Xiao Chen said coldly.
Hei slapped again, causing Tian Mo's face to swell up instantly.
He was filled with incredulity. How daring was Xiao Chen to lay hands on him, a member of the Gold Aristocratic Clan of Chaoyang City?
"Say it again."
Xiao Chen sneered.
"I! I!"