[Honestly, the whole thing is a little hokey even for Ling, but he follows his stomach, and has gathered a rather prodigious amount of roasted turkey legs and going through them like they were potato chips, when it's time to pay, he points at you]
My friend over there is paying the tab!
[And he goes to run off]
V
[Protests are going along all over the street, and the young man is pacing restlessly on the rooftop above as he pulls on a pair of black gloves that suspiciously bulges at the knuckles, speaking in a deep, raspy voice]
Take a look, the pigs are gonna start somethin', We're give them a taste of their own medicine for trying to mess up MY turf
[Tan Xin flashes a wicked, carefree grin]
VI
[A boarded up dim sum place isn't exactly the coziest place to be, but that's where Ling has been waiting. Once inside, he can be found sitting on a milk crate, hands resting on his knees]
Greed (Tan Xin) / Ling | Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood
[Honestly, the whole thing is a little hokey even for Ling, but he follows his stomach, and has gathered a rather prodigious amount of roasted turkey legs and going through them like they were potato chips, when it's time to pay, he points at you]
My friend over there is paying the tab!
[And he goes to run off]
V
[Protests are going along all over the street, and the young man is pacing restlessly on the rooftop above as he pulls on a pair of black gloves that suspiciously bulges at the knuckles, speaking in a deep, raspy voice]
Take a look, the pigs are gonna start somethin', We're give them a taste of their own medicine for trying to mess up MY turf
[Tan Xin flashes a wicked, carefree grin]
VI
[A boarded up dim sum place isn't exactly the coziest place to be, but that's where Ling has been waiting. Once inside, he can be found sitting on a milk crate, hands resting on his knees]
Good, no one followed you, we need to talk.