When Zhang Fan spoke those words, both Zhen Shuai and Jin Daya were flabbergasted, their faces expressing utter disbelief.
Dare to call Jin Daya ugly?
Zhen Shuai's eyes were nearly popping out.
This kid, had he lost his mind? Jin Daya had a hundred thugs under his command, specialists in dealing with all kinds of riff-raff; even his uncle wouldn't dare speak to Jin Daya like that. Was this kid really not afraid of being beaten to death?
And Jin Daya? His eyes were almost bulging out of their sockets.
Fuck, how is the "Killing God" here?
Damn it all, he couldn't forget how Zhang Fan had gone on a killing spree at the No.1 Club.
It was precisely because of that incident that he had changed his image.
From a standard hoodlum to running a security company! He rejected major clients like Long Xiao, focusing instead on developing small businesses like KTVs. Though the money came in slower, at least it wasn't life-threatening.