"You damn fatty, how could you treat a weak woman like this? are you still human?" A man beside him couldn't stand it anymore and jumped out to scold him.
"What the f * ck did you just say?" The Fatty's face darkened as he turned to glare at the man.
"I, I say, you actually treat a weak woman like this." Those who dared to come out to fight for justice had to have some skills. Their strength was at least not weak. But at this moment, being stared at by this fatty, their backs actually began to break out in cold sweat.
"What you said earlier, if you have the F * cking ability, say it again." Fatty's eyes grew colder and colder.
"Ah?" The man who had come out to fight for justice was stunned. He thought about it carefully, then said slowly with some uncertainty,"you, damn fatty?"