"Kid, you got a death wish or something?" When Hao Jian spoke like this, Skinny and his crew immediately got fired up. Although they were under Jiang Biehe's orders, it was only for the money. They were not Jiang Biehe's underlings, so while they had no problem beating or slashing someone when asked, kneeling down was out of the question for them.
"Don't say I didn't warn you, Mr. Hao Jian is a big shot, even the current underworld boss, Brother Spice Ginger, works for him; are you sure you want to offend him?" Jiang Biehe sneered, well aware that Skinny and the others were not entirely under his control and only followed his orders for the money.
But once he stated this fact, it seemed to Skinny and the others that there was no option but to listen.
Being part of the same underworld, Skinny naturally knew who Brother Spice Ginger was. Knowing that even Brother Spice Ginger worked for Hao Jian meant that this man before him was definitely not someone he could afford to provoke.