C130 I Poked a Hornet's Nest

I nodded towards Quicksand before turning my gaze to the thin and weak man who spoke earlier.

I pointed at his face and growled, "kangbai calves, when I say you are an Eastern Ocean Dog, do you have any objections?"

The thin man's expression turned cold as he shouted, "You're courting death!" His dry hands waved towards me as he shouted, "Eighth Ga, you're dead!"

I sneered, 'Fuck you