"Love and hatred always seem to lower people's IQs, Murong, you really took a bum rap for those three shots," Ge Dongxu said after a while as he looked toward Ouyang Murong with a sigh.
"Fortunately, Master, you arrived in time, otherwise, I would have been truly wronged," Ouyang Murong said with a bitter smile.
The white man couldn't understand Chinese and, seeing that Ge Dongxu and Ouyang Murong were completely ignoring his existence, his eyes filled with even deeper hatred. Suddenly, he grabbed a chair from behind and charged at them.
"Damn it, Mike, what are you doing?" Daisy's face turned pale at the sight, and without a second thought, she stepped forward to block him, lifting her long, beautiful legs and kicking Mike squarely.
The seemingly sexy and glamorous Daisy's kick sent Mike flying. The man clutched his stomach and kneeled on the ground, unable to stand up for a long time.