Fatty didn't choose anyone, he waved impatiently and said, "All of you, come together."
The Freedom Fighters had already found this annoying Fatty unpleasant, and upon hearing him court death like this, they were about to charge forward, when Fatty leisurely called out again, "Wait..."
"Oh, shit." The crowd of onlookers was almost driven mad by Fatty. People were all ready to beat him up, and now he called for a halt. What tricks was he up to now? Could it be that he used to sell fake medicine, all talk and no action?
Fatty stretched his muscles and bones, and said with a smile, "Fighting, I'm afraid it might hurt everyone's morale."
The Freedom Fighters were on the verge of collapsing. What did this Fatty mean, not fighting and just spitting at each other? You can't out-spray our thirty mouths with your one mouth!
