At the doorway of the sports room, there was a man taller than any other one standing there with his arms crossed.
There was a scar left on Fatty Zhang's face, and his arms were thicker than the thighs of the other prisoners.
"Don't be naughty, little kid. Are you going to mess with old Taoist…me?"
Tai Yinzi didn't move, but took up the glass and had a sip, glancing at him.
Fatty Zhang sneered and walked in… He wasn't alone, there were three young and strong men behind him. Among the trio was Frog.
Upon seeing them approach with a fiendish expression, Zhou Xiaokun suddenly out came to thaw the atmosphere, "Brother Zhang, we can have a discussion… my brother was not in a good mood recently. Or, let me apologize to you. And I can pay for your loss!"
