At this moment, Huang Daming stared with bulging eyes as the grinning tiger slowly walked toward him, step by step.
What drove Huang Daming crazy was that the man actually picked up the brick that had just knocked him to the ground. Holding the brick in his right hand behind his back, he walked toward Huang Daming with a beaming smile on his face.
"What, what do you want to do?" Because Lin Zifeng had just hit his thigh with a brick, his thigh still felt numb and sore, and he couldn't even stand up.
"Heh heh, nothing really, just want to pat you a bit. Don't worry, it won't hurt too much." The guy kept the brick behind him, his face full of a thick smile, not looking like a good person at all—especially with that slappable face showing a harmless expression.
It seemed like he just wanted to scare Huang Daming with the brick.