Xiaobao rolled his eyes and said, "I told you to hand over the wallet and you wouldn't listen, so I had no choice but to take it myself!"
As he spoke, Xiaobao reached into Black Dog's pocket.
Black Dog, watching Xiaobao's hand go into his pocket, trembled all over, sweat beads inevitably forming on his forehead.
Perhaps others didn't understand how Black Dog felt at the moment, simply because they hadn't experienced being sent flying by one of Xiaobao's punches. If they had, they would definitely understand Black Dog's current fear.
Black Dog was genuinely terrified that Xiaobao's hand might twitch in his pocket and he would throw a punch. He estimated that if that happened, it wouldn't just be a matter of spitting blood, but more likely that his life would end right there.
"Hmph!"
Xiaobao looked at Black Dog and snorted softly, then fished a red wallet out of Black Dog's pocket.
"Xiao Man, your wallet!"
