Bigu Yanzi slapped the table in a rage, stood up furiously, and declared:
"You may insult me, but you may not insult my mother."
"Now, I challenge you!"
Zhang Hao sneered, his face full of disdain. Although he had a match against this little Island Country brat tomorrow and was one hundred percent certain of winning, beating up a brat from the Island Country didn't require a specific time or place.
"Come here, you little punk."
Zhang Hao beckoned with his finger, acting extremely smug.
The bald man pulled a strip of white cloth from his pocket and tied it around his head. In the center was a red circle. It looked just like a used sanitary pad.
"Wait!"
Suddenly, Dazhuang’s voice rang out.
He provoked him: "You dog-hearted brat from the Island Country, how dare you run wild in our Long Country."
"In all my years, I’ve never seen anyone as arrogant as you."
"Come, spar with your grandfather here first."
Having said that, he reached up and slapped his own forehead. He wasn't joking—how could he pass up such a good opportunity to make money? Since he couldn't earn money using his brain, he would have to use his head instead.
Bigu Yanzi snorted coldly. Without a word, he grabbed a bottle from the dining table and smashed it against his own head.
"Snap!"
The bottle shattered into glass shards. Bigu Yanzi’s head was unharmed... no, wait, he was bald to begin with.
Dazhuang’s eyes widened.
(⊙x⊙;)
Holy shit!
This guy’s a lunatic.
He cracks bottles over his own head without a second th…
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