Zheng Wen sneered, "Giving you face? You have no face at all, get out!"

The fat man was dumbfounded.

Although he is just a small-time gangster, no one dares to speak to him like that.

The two brothers over there burst into laughter when they heard this.

"Brother Kun, he doesn't give you face."

"That's right, this is still a hot girl."

Two young men also came over, looking like they were enjoying the show.

The boss came over quickly to smooth things over, smiling, and said, "Brother Kun, I think we should just forget it—"

Bang!

A brother behind the fat man slapped the boss in the face and cursed, "Get lost, damn it! Brother Kun is doing things, you have no right to speak!"

Zheng Wen stood up immediately.

Tang Xiaobao and Luo Ya also stood up.

"You, apologize to him now!" Zheng Wen's chivalrous demeanor came out again, pointing at the young man and said.

"Fuck your mother!" the young man cursed.

Zheng Wen was so angry that her face turned green. She glared at Tang Xiaobao and said, "Hey, are you still a man? You just watched them bully me?"

Tang Xiaobao touched his nose aggrievedly: "I say, you can't wrongly accuse me, I'm thinking about how to deal with it best."

"What else can we do? Beat them up. These people just need to be taught a lesson. Aren't you a good fighter? Go ahead and beat them up first. If the sky falls, I'll hold it up!" Zheng Wen stood next to Tang Xiaobao with her hands on her hips.

"Hit him?" The fat man chuckled, "Does he dare? Does he have the guts to do that?"

Tang Xiaobao laughed and said, "I really have this kind of thing!"

After saying that, Tang Xiaobao slapped him in the face.

With a snap, the fat man turned around, five finger marks appeared on his face, and his face swelled up in an instant.