"Big Fat Lamb?" Qin Hai couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Isn't that just a dish? I do like eating lamb, especially the fatty ones. By the way, where's your boss? Hurry up and roll him over here, it looks like I can have a feast today."
"Holy shit, you dare to insult our boss, you are done for, you are definitely done for!" The gangsters glanced at each other, then suddenly charged towards Qin Hai with the weapons in their hands. But to their surprise, Qin Hai nonchalantly kicked out a few times, turning the gangsters into rolling gourds on the ground, a pile of them collapsed, leaving only the one who had spoken still standing.
However, that guy wasn't having an easy time either, because the gleaming kitchen knife in Qin Hai's hand was now resting on his neck, sending a chilling coldness that made the guy's legs start to tremble.