A sudden slap frightened Zhang Yang, and just as he looked up, the guy's second slap came down again.
This time it hit the neck, clearly a seasoned move, as the side angle of the slap was just right.
"I'm asking you a question, are you mute? Was it deliberate? Damn, my sneakers that cost over four thousand got dirty! The nest's ruined too, how am I supposed to fish?" The guy with the Cruiser cursed relentlessly.
Seeing this, Zhang Yang couldn't hold back any longer.
As the saying goes, killing someone is just sticking a finger in their ear, doing this in public is too arrogant. It's like masters in the old society hitting servants over a disagreement.
"Hey, man! That's enough, why are you hitting people?"
A sense of justice overpowered the desire to avoid trouble, and Zhang Yang couldn't help but speak up.
The guy was already holding in anger, and when he saw Zhang Yang standing up for his subordinate, he immediately looked up and gave Zhang Yang a very sinister glare.
