Chapter 608 Got the Guts

• With their greasy swagger and filthy mouths, San-Eye and his crew were like rat droppings in a pot of good soup. The whole food stall turned rowdy in no time. Plenty of diners, cursing under their breath to avoid trouble, tossed a few complaints and hurried off.
• Yulian could tell these punks came looking for trouble. He rose and asked, “Mr. Lorenzo, who are these guys? You know them?”
• Half-drunk and fired up, Ling Feifei rolled up her sleeves and thumped her shapely bosom, itching for a fight. “It’s fine, sir. Watch this police flower deal with these little punks.”