Linda still kept smiling, like the fat man hooked his finger and gestured him to come closer. The pig's head rushed over his fat head and drool was coming out.

Linda put her little hand on the pig's chin and lifted it up sharply. The overwhelmed fat man bit his tongue and bled blood in an instant. He fell to the ground with a tragic howl.

"What's going on?" Several black-clad men rushed over and saw fat men with bloody mouths and Linda sitting on the sofa calmly.

"Fighting is strictly forbidden. If you want to fight, we will let you go to sea and have a good time!" The...