"What's the matter? You want to start something?"
"Lin Fan, you lay a finger on us and see if we don't make you pay until you're bankrupt!"
"You have the damn nerve to yell at us? Don't act like we're ganging up on you; you're the one who turned shameless first!"
Having come to their senses, the dozen or so men and women all grew furious. Their faces flushed red as they surrounded Lin Fan and loudly berated him. Many rolled up their sleeves, looking ready to get physical.
"Heh, these days, the debtors are the loudest ones. What a joke."
Just then, Zhang Qiang, who had been enjoying the show for a while, smirked. He pushed through the crowd and pulled a list out of his small leather bag.
"Lin Fan, seeing as we used to be relatives, I went ahead and tallied everything up for you."
RUSTLE!
