Xiao Yebai walked over, silently looking down at him.
Song Quan groaned in pain, still wanting to curse, "Fuck you. Wait until I get you, bitch!"
Xiao Yebai bent over, grabbed his collar with one hand and punched him hard.
Blood and flesh spewed from the bandages on Song Quan's nose. He hissed and cursed, "Who the fuck are you? I'm gonna..."
This man wore glasses and was neatly dressed in a suit with a tie. With his reserved, scholarly appearance, who would have thought that his blow would be fiercer than that of the previous man?
After the blow that had just landed on his head, he was still feeling dizzy and couldn't see clearly. He had no energy to resist.
"Who am I?" Xiao Yebai's voice was flat, as if he was casually talking about the weather.
He said, "You don't even know who I am and you dared touch her?"
