Ye Long looked up, casually glancing at Fu Kang, and asked, "Why should I stand up?"
Hearing Ye Long's words, Zhou Meng's smile immediately froze, thinking to himself, "Damn... what's wrong with this guy, didn't I just remind him to be a bit more low-key, talking to Fu Kang this way, isn't he just asking to get beaten up?"
Zhou Meng looked anxious because the way Ye Long spoke was clearly asking for a beating!
At this moment, Fu Kang frowned slightly, showing a hint of displeasure on his face, and said, "Were you talking to me just now?"
"To a dog!"
Ye Long said calmly.
Oh my god!
Hearing the aggressive tone in Ye Long's voice, Zhou Meng couldn't help but pat his forehead!
He had just reminded this guy to keep a low profile, act a bit weaker, yet here he is, even more arrogant than before, not only refusing to be low-key but also picking a fight with Fu Kang.
"Heh, you've got guts, kid!" Fu Kang sneered, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
"Scram!"
