"You fucking ruffian!"
Hearing Wu Ming's filthy words, Che Xiaoxiao's face turned ugly. She extended her free right hand and slapped Wu Ming's face. However, her palm barely reached mid-air before Wu Ming grabbed it.
"Motherfucker! You slut, what the hell are you doing?!"
With Che Xiaoxiao's sweeping hand caught in his grip, Wu Ming, furious, swung back at her with his own hand. The sharp sound of the slap reverberated, and a bright red handprint slowly emerged on Che Xiaoxiao's pretty face.
"I gave you face, and you don't want it, so don't blame me for not being polite!"
After delivering a slap, Wu Ming was about to hand out another, but before he could, he suddenly found his hand completely immobilized!
"You were about to hit my woman?"
A calm yet suppressive angry voice drifted over as Hao Jian suddenly appeared behind Wu Ming, casually grabbing the arm Wu Ming had stretched out.
"Fuck, who the hell do you think you are?!"
