Bryan clutched his stomach, his face twisted in pain as he roared like a beast, "f**k you! Who the hell are you? In Riverside City, no one touches me! You are dead meat! I'm going to r**e this b***h right in front of you! Don't let me catch you, I'll torture you to death..."
Slap.
Winston's face turned cold as he slapped Bryan, making him spit blood. "If you want to die, I can make it happen," Winston said menacingly.
Bryan shuddered in fear. He could clearly feel Winston's murderous aura. He was convinced that if Winston wanted to kill him, he would definitely die.
But this was his territory. With hundreds of his men downstairs, Bryan didn't think he would lose. His face twisted into a crazed grin as he shouted, "You want to kill me? Do you think you can get out alive after killing me
