Zhang Fatty was covered in blood, his huge and stout figure resembling a bear in the darkness. He gasped for breath heavily, it was unclear if he was conscious.,Shen Jia's secret talismans, a small wallet with a few cards and some change, were all scattered on the ground by him. He fiercely stomped on the talisman with his foot, and angrily cursed: "You bunch of charlatans, you're all charlatans! What masters, what families, are all brainwashing charlatans!!",That shouldn't be a laugh, it's a snake spitting its fangs at me.。