Fang Fang was stunned. This language sounded familiar. Wasn't it the common language he used when he was a gangster?

"I don't care who you are. You bumped into me without any eyes." Fang Fang cursed back without any politeness. He was not afraid of anyone except Wang Xiaohai.

"Brothers, someone is causing trouble!" the man with earrings shouted.

Upon hearing this, a group of men who were sitting by the wall of the food stall, drinking and eating meat, pushed aside the tables and chairs and surrounded Fang Fang.

Each of these people was half naked, with various animals tattooed on their upper bodies. They looked ferocious and looked like they were not someone to be messed with.

The two men picked up the beer bottle on Wang Xiaohai's desk, broke it in half, and pointed at Fang Fang: "Kneel down and lick each of our shoes for two minutes, or we'll blow your head off!"

Fang Fang laughed: "You are mentally ill. Your shoes are so smelly, can't you go home and lick them yourself?"

"Wow, you're quite stubborn!" The man with earrings came over and stretched out his hand to slap Fang Fang. In his heart, he must have thought that Fang Fang would not dare to dodge.

Fang Fang did not dodge, but snapped his fingers. A flame appeared in his hand and quickly bounced out, burning most of the hair of the man with earrings.

"Ah——" The man with earrings poured a bottle of beer on his head to put out the fire.

The others took a step back.

"Brother Earring, this guy is a magician and not someone you want to mess with," someone nearby reminded him.

The man with the earrings was nicknamed Brother Earrings, and he lived up to his name. He clutched his own burnt hair, and regardless of what kind of magician he was, he said hatefully, "Isn't he just a magician? My boss, Mengge, has two fire magicians under his command who help him control the flames at his barbecue stall. What's so great about that? Everyone, attack! Kill him!"