"Hey, what are you all trying to do? I ain't into that gay stuff."
Lin Hai looked at the burly men surrounding him and spoke up.
"Hmph, still sharp-tongued when death is looming. Blast his chrysanthemum with the fire extinguisher," Cao Zifeng sneered coldly.
"Damn, you're brutal. The nastiest I ever got was messing with a foreigner using a sunflower," Lin Hai said with an exaggerated expression but without a trace of fear, which left Cao Zifeng very disappointed and fueled his desire to see Lin Hai in pain.
One of the muscular men grinned and swaggered toward Lin Hai, his fists cracking menacingly.
Lin Hai snorted coldly, just as Ren Bingfei had placed a cup of scalding hot water on the table in front of him.
As the man was about to reach him, Lin Hai nudged the table with his knee, and the teacup tilted directly onto the man's vital area, with the boiling hot water splashing out and wetting that area, steam rising.
