A few minutes later, he heard shouting in the distance.
"You fat bastard, stay right there!"
"Damn fat pig, if you’ve got guts, stop running!"
Chu Hao looked toward the main road. The fat man who had been hounding him relentlessly was sprinting wildly, holding only two or three pieces of flatbread left, which were smeared with blood. He was battered, bruised, and his clothes were tattered.
"Spare me!"
"Have mercy!"
Chapter 328