As Shen Qiang kicked Hu Yongqiang, sending him sprawling on the ground, five or six young men who had come with him were instantly agitated.
"Hey damn, don't move, daring to hit someone, you're in big trouble now!"
"Oh man, dare to hit Brother Qiang, you don't want to mingle anymore!"
"Don't move, move again and I'll beat you to death."
The five or six young men clamored loudly, but didn't dare to step forward.
Let's not talk about anything else.
This Shen Qiang clearly knew who Hu Yongqiang was, yet still acted so calmly. The expensive Furong Mountain Mansion cigarettes that can't be bought with money are thrown around casually, two packs at a time; the BMW is smashed without hesitation.
What's his background?
What's his courage?
They're street thugs, like flaunting a bit of swagger, but they're not stupid.
Is this someone they can mess with?
A few shouts, just a formality.
