C22 (2/2)

”You guys also think it's funny, don't you?” Long Qi released his right hand from his younger brother's body and asked.

”Funny, funny.” The lackeys nodded in unison.

”Then why don't you laugh, why don't you laugh?” Long Qi's expression suddenly straightened as he loudly asked.

Seeing that Long Qi had turned hostile, the lackeys could only force a stiff smile on their faces. When Long Qi saw the stiff smiles on his underlings' faces, he immediately felt bored and lit another cigar.

Although Long Qi was arrogant, it was very interesting. At the very least, Li Dao thought so.

I am already livid with anger. No matter how good my martial arts is, it is impossible for me to endure such humiliation.

”Long Qi, don't go too far. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?” The flames of anger slowly corroded my rationality, showing just how profound Long Qi's provocation was.

”Huh?”

”What did you just say? Did he say that he had gone too far? I didn't hear you clearly. Say it again. ” Long Qi dug his ears and asked this Chen.

At this moment, Li Dao no longer found Long Qi interesting. He only felt that Long Qi was someone who was born to be flunked.

I clenched my fists and cracked my knuckles.

”What, are you angry? Can you not be so stingy? The old cannot be angry. ” Long Qi suddenly smiled mischievously.