The man lunged at Lu Ban as if to grab him.
Lu Ban immediately stepped back two paces, fortunately, the man's movements were somewhat stiff, like that of a zombie, making it easy to dodge.
Clatter—
The man fell to the ground, face first.
As he lifted his head, several teeth tumbled out, his entire mouth a blur, his nose also twisted, looking horrifying and eerie.
"Don't go, don't go."
The man's mouth made a muffled sound, his eyeballs almost fell out, hanging only by a few strands of muscle, but Ke Luban felt no pity for him.
The rest of the people in the bar continued their previous actions, completely ignoring what was happening here.
The people here were like marionettes, seemingly devoid of their own will.
"Excuse me, are you two leaving?"
At that moment, suddenly a waiter's voice came from behind.
Lu Ban turned around, the benevolent smiling waiter was standing on the path out, holding a bottle of beer in his hand.
