'Ah!'
Wine and glass shards flew everywhere, and many of them splashed onto the onlookers.
The noisy music and lights dimmed at this moment.
The wine and blood mixed together and flowed from Qiu Dongnan's head.
Even he himself did not expect such a thing to happen.
Qiu Dongnan was stunned. He kept shaking his head, trying to wake himself up.
"You hit me! This isn't over!" Qiu Dongnan looked at Lin Yi and said, but his aura was no longer as strong as before.
"F*ck you!"
Lin Yi kicked Qiu Dongnan, and Chen Rui, who was supporting him, fell to the ground.
"Let me tell you, don't f*cking think that just because you're from the compound, you can act cool. In my eyes, you guys are nothing. Get lost."
Chen Rui and the others helped Qiu Dongnan away, and the people in the bar started looking at Lin Yi again.
From his voice, it sounded like he had a Zhonghai accent.
