"The boss is here."
Someone in the crowd shouted, and then those holding knives and clubs made way through the middle.
A guy wearing a thick gold necklace around his neck, sporting a gold watch, his ten fingers adorned with five hefty gold rings, puffing on a cigar, revealed a mouthful of yellow teeth under the dim streetlight, in which one could vaguely see the glare from his gold-toothed grin.
It was as if his forehead was just shy of having "I am very rich" written across in big letters.
The tacky nouveau riche vibe was simply too glaring for Su Li.
"Boss…" This big bro made a flashy entrance, standing at the forefront, where a quick-witted lackey immediately crouched down to offer a lighter and lit his cigarette.
The big bro slightly lifted his chin and took a deep puff, then donning an "I'm the man" attitude, he looked towards the opposite side.
His gaze met Su Li's halfway.
"Hey, what's the deal with that woman? She's pretty weird-looking."
