Zhang Yang looked at Guo Da coldly, wishing he could take this damn thing's life if it weren't for Maozi being outside.
"What kind of look is that?" Guo Da suddenly shouted.
That look gave Guo Da the jitters; he had never seen such a terrifying gaze before.
"Zhang Yang, get on your knees, or you won't live to see tomorrow's sun. Don't think I wouldn't dare. Let me tell you, even if I really kill you, with my big brother here, I won't get in trouble."
"Oh? So you even dare to kill? Your big brother spoils you that much?"
"Or is it that you've already killed someone?" Zhang Yang asked pointedly.
Guo Da sneered, "Killing someone is no big deal, just kneel down and kowtow to me until I'm satisfied."
Zhang Yang glanced at the camera nearby and then asked again, "Having a big brother who is the chairman of the Harmonious Society Management Association is indeed wonderful, but I don't believe you've really killed anyone, I don't believe you have the guts to kill."
