Nameless Nie glared at the fatty. “Blah! Come here if you’re so great! Your Grandfather Nameless will knock out your front teeth! I’ll own you!”
“Nameless Nie, you piece of sh*t. You dare to act so arrogant with me?!” The roly-poly kid was furious.
“Hold on…” Nameless Nie called out when he saw the fatty ferociously charging toward him. “How about this? Give me a little more money, and I’ll bring my aunt here and introduce her to you. What do you think?”
“It’s useless even if you bring your mom here!” The fatty picked up a rock from the ground. “You’ll be my father if I don’t kill you today.”
“Huh? They all say you’re the famous tyrant around here, but how come I can’t tell at all? What era is it? You want to do a 1v1 with me?” Nameless Nie hastily said when he saw the fatty’s intentions.
The roly-poly kid paused, not understanding Nameless Nie’s meaning. He demanded frankly, “Nameless Nie, you piece of sh*t. What do you mean?”
“What do I mean?” Nameless Nie snorted. “Let’s set up a fight if you have the balls! What’s so great about 1v1? We can’t show off our positions or statuses with that at all! How about this—we’ll decide on a time and place and each find our own people if we can. Whoever can bring more people is mightier. Whoever wins will be the new tyrant in this town. How about that?”
The fatty was quiet for a moment, as though he was considering it.
“Hahaha, d*mn fatso! I bet you can’t summon anyone, so you must be terrified to death right now! How about you give me a kowtow and we’ll leave this matter behind us!” Nameless Nie mocked.
“Bullsh*t!” The roly-poly kid viciously glared at Nameless Nie. “I’m afraid? Haha, what a funny joke! I’ve never cried once since I was born! The word ‘afraid’ doesn’t exist in my dictionary! I don’t even know how to write it!”
“Then let’s set up a fight time!” Nameless Nie taunted.
“Alright! Let’s do it. I’m telling you, I have 20 brothers. We’ll meet up here again tomorrow afternoon! Whoever doesn’t come is a runt!” the fatty declared.
“Sure! Whoever doesn’t come is a runt.” Nameless Nie nodded.
…
Nearby, Ling Miao frowned lightly. Nameless Nie actually used her to conduct business and offended this little tyrant.
She was originally a little worried about Nameless Nie’s safety, but after following him, she discovered her worries were unfounded. It wouldn’t be a loss even if he was beaten to death by this fatty.
Not only did he bargain with her but he also solicited a fight. He barely knew anyone here. Even if he did, no one would be willing to provoke that little tyrant. Who could Nameless Nie find to help him?
When Ling Miao got home, she thought Nameless Nie would seek help from her or her mom, but he didn’t mention a word.
…
The next day, at the agreed-upon time:
They were in the same small forest as yesterday.
The roly-poly kid really did bring a dozen or so youths.
Soon, Nameless Nie appeared in the roly-poly kid’s line of sight.
“Hahaha, Nameless Nie, you piece of sh*t, how many people did you bring?” The fatty was gloating.
“Oh, I brought only one person,” Nameless Nie replied.
“One person?” The fatty was startled briefly before bursting into laughter. “You’re really suicidal! Come on, call out the wimpy b*stard you brought here!”
“You can’t talk like that… What wimpy b*stard? How could you curse like that?!” Nameless Nie declared, “You mustn’t curse. Be civilized!”
