"Bang—"
The wine bottle fell to the ground and instantly shattered.
He Qi was pressed against the wall by two burly men and could not fight back.
"What a bunch of cowards." Chu Yuzhou waited for a long time but did not see them make a move. He shook his head in disappointment.
Shen Yi said expressionlessly, "They're just a bunch of fair-weather friends. What do you expect them to do?"
"How boring." Chu Yuzhou clicked his tongue.
He turned to look at Pei Zhi, who was still staring at the screen, and raised an eyebrow. "Brother Pei, do you feel better now?"
"Kinda."
"That means you are not satisfied. Then I'll get them to go on beating for another ten minutes. What do you think?"
"Up to you." Pei Zhi looked away.
He cracked his knuckles and tapped his knee as he said indifferently, "Shen Yi, call two ambulances over."
