Xiao Feng nodded: "Well, don't worry about them."

After two more games, the young man came over, followed by the previous Japanese and bodyguards: "Sir, let's talk?"

Xiao Feng sat on the chair, his butt moving and his head raised: "Do I know you?"

"Hmm? I don't know."

"Have we met before?"

"It shouldn't be."

"Then why should I talk to you? Are you so handsome?" Xiao Feng didn't have such a good temper when he knew that the other party was a Japanese.

The young man's face became a little gloomy, but then he returned to normal: "Sir, my friend had a little conflict with you. I think this should be a misunderstanding, so I want to talk to you..."

"Misunderstanding? Do you really think this is a misunderstanding?" Xiao Feng sneered: "I just want to say one thing, I don't care what you Japanese think, but if I hear you say something about the 'lower Chinese', then I will ruin you!"

"You..." The Japanese man who was beaten couldn't help but be furious, opened his mouth, but grinned in pain.

"What, you still want to be beaten?" Zhang Yu glared.

"Ono!" The young man shouted coldly: "Don't be presumptuous!"

"Hi." The Japanese nodded, not daring to say anything more.

"My friends like gambling? Why don't we have fun?" the young man looked at Xiao Feng and asked with a smile.

Xiao Feng finally raised his head, looked at the young man, and nodded: "I'm not afraid of losing my pants, I can come and have fun."

"Haha, okay, then let's have a few bets!" The young man nodded, and a gloom flashed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!