The fight had gone on for over ten minutes, and the laughter lasted just as long. The reason was simple: both men looked hilariously pitiful at the moment.
Wang Yu's right eye and left cheek were swollen red, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding, while Liu Weiguo's eyes had swelled up like a pair of honey peaches, his face was marked with several bloody scratches, and his lower lip was thicker than before, obviously also swollen.
Liu Weiguo finally let out a sigh of relief, knowing that he no longer had to worry. Given Wang Yu's current state, he definitely couldn't show his face in public.
"Liu Weiguo, still planning on killing someone?"
Wang Yu got up, walked over to Liu Weiguo, and extended a hand to pull him up from the ground, believing Liu Weiguo had changed his mind. The beating was not only to knock some sense into him, but also to let him vent the anger in his heart.
