C33 !

One of the men, a burly figure, had eyes filled with sorrow and rage as he stared down Zheng Qiang.

"That's the guy! He goes into the men's room and doesn't even relieve himself, just smokes and tries to look cool. Clearly, he's nothing but a flirt! I was nice enough to offer him a drink, and he had the nerve to hit me!"

He was soaked with sweat, his face swollen