But Ma Liang rushed over angrily, holding Zhou Ming's collar and shouting: "Stand up, keep standing up and fight me! Let me know who is more powerful between the two of us!"
"Don't touch him, don't touch him!" Chu Tingting burst into tears and pushed Ma Liang hard to prevent him from getting closer to Zhou Ming.
"You fight or not!" Ma Liang stared: "As long as you fight, I will give you a chance!"
Zhou Ming smiled, but the smile was very helpless and full of vicissitudes: "Why fight again? You clearly know who is more powerful."
Ma Liang gritted his teeth, filled with anger, and still glared at Zhou Ming fiercely.[
"Hey." Zhou Ming said weakly: "You know... you are no match for me."
"Fart, you fart!" Ma Liang grabbed Zhou Ming's collar, his hands were so hard that he almost tore the collar: "How can I not be your opponent! You will always be at my feet, looking up at me.
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"No." Zhou Ming laughed again: "From the moment I hit you with the stick at the door of the police station... you have been looking up to me."
"You're talking nonsense!" Ma Liang threw Zhou Ming hard. Zhou Ming's body fell down like a fallen leaf, and blood smeared all over the ground.
Chu Tingting rushed over again and helped Zhou Ming up with tears. Zhou Ming sat up tremblingly, not looking at anyone, but groping for something in his pocket. Finally, he took out a crumpled cigarette and held it in his mouth.
Then he went to find a fire and took out the lighter after a long effort. Chu Tingting quickly snatched it away and asked crying: "What are you going to do?"
Zhou Ming pointed to the cigarette in his mouth: "Light, light."
"How long has it been and you still smoke!"
"Point, click." Zhou Ming gasped slightly and said stubbornly.
Chu Tingting had no choice but to light a fire and light a cigarette for Zhou Ming. "Give him one too." Zhou Ming took out another crumpled cigarette, waved his hand and handed it to Chu Tingting.
Chu Tingting wiped her tears and took the cigarette to Ma Liang. Ma Liang's eyes were still red, but when he saw Chu Tingting coming to give him the cigarette, he slowly regained his senses. He glanced at it and sneered:
"I don't smoke such cheap cigarettes."
Zhou Ming said nothing and took a puff on his own. Ma Liang said again: "You are also the leader of the Wutang of the Wolf Gang, why are you still smoking such cheap cigarettes?"
"Don't you recognize this cigarette?" Zhou Ming said: "When you slapped me in the sewer, you were smoking this kind of cigarette. I still remember it very clearly."