章 612: What Exactly Do You Want

"It's… Master Qian…"

"Master Qian, Master Qian! We are your fans."

"Master Qian is very different today. How murderous."

"Has Master Qian fought with someone again? Eh? Useless crap lying on the casino, what does this mean? How dare you hit Master Qian? Are you tired of living? If all of us spit at you, you would drown."

The bodyguard's bones were almost fractured. Hearing this, he almost spat out blood. Are all of you blind? Didn't you see that Master Qian had hit me? Who dares to hit Master Qian? Who CAN hit Master Qian! Are y'all blind?

Why are you looking at things with such filtered eyes?

The murderous person here is your Master Qian! Do y'all have some sense?!

Dogs who only care about looks would never talk any sense.

"How dare you glare at us? You- Are you unhappy?"