"Fuck... your mother!"
Zhou Chu lay on the ground and glared sideways at Qin Hu as he cursed fiercely.
Qin Hu's face changed, and he stepped on Zhou Chu's face, "Curse again, I dare you."
"Fuck... ah..."
Zhou Chu cried out in pain as Qin Hu, with a pitch-black expression, said, "You damn son-in-law, you still have the guts to curse my mother. I could kill you today and no one would care, you know that?"
"Cough cough... just you wait, Jiu Si will avenge me. White Tiger Hall won't let this slide without retribution!"
"Oh, really?"
Qin Hu squatted down, picked Zhou Chu up, and then slapped him across the face twice.
"Still feeling tough, huh? Say it, your wife is a slut!"
Slap slap...
"Say it, Chen Jiusi is an animal that killed his own father and brother, say it!"
"Fuck!"
At this moment, the underlings watching the scene were enraged. Their boss was being humiliated—how could they tolerate this?
