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Damn it! Who the hell threw the first punch?
Stand up right now!
Otherwise, I'll cripple you!
Liang Hong clutched his head, his snarling visage filled with rage, his palm dripping with blood, looking absolutely terrifying at that moment.
The furious roars reverberated through the Western restaurant, causing everyone to exchange looks in silent dread, too afraid to even take a breath.
The wait staff also hid at a distance, not daring to come closer.
At this moment, the restaurant manager came running over, quickly saying, "Several young masters, please show some mercy, please don't start a fight here."
He was sweating bullets, terrified these individuals would tear his establishment apart.
Upon hearing this, Liang Hong's expression grew even more ferocious, while one of the youths by his side grabbed the manager by the collar.
What the hell are you talking about?
You want us not to fight?
Didn't you see Young Master Liang got hurt?
Are you asking to die?
