"What's wrong, get up, I'm standing right here waiting for you!"
Liu Chen kicked the black man who looked like a dead dog.
He was lying on the ground, gasping for air heavily; his build was too heavy, so it's normal that he exhausted a lot of energy.
"Good lad, not bad, what's your name?"
The black man was now a bit curious; someone who could use his strength against him and throw him like that, why had he never seen this person before?
"Liu Yeye."
"Liu Yeye (Grandfather)?" the black man asked curiously, he had never heard of this person before.
"That's right, good grandson, you're quite smart."
Liu Chen said with a smile, and those in the audience below laughed heartily at Liu Chen's words, enjoying the cheekiness.
"You dare play with me?" The black man was already angry.
"So what if I play with you? What can you do about it? Come hit me, I'm standing right here, not moving a bit."
