Qiu Er: "???"
Watching "Mr. Cai," so close that he could even hear the other party's breathing, Qiu Er instinctively shrank his neck.
How could this guy be so fast?
However, before he had time to think about it, Yin Tian reached out, grabbed a beer bottle from the table, and smashed it onto Qiu Er's head.
Crash!
The bottle shattered into pieces, scattering everywhere.
Qiu Er, who had just stood up, collapsed back onto the sofa.
His head reeling from the impact of the beer bottle, Qiu Er was somewhat dazed.
"Everybody saw that, right? It was Qiu Er who provoked me first. Otherwise, I wouldn't have hit him."
Yin Tian tossed away what was left of the bottle neck in his hand onto the floor, "He insulted me, I hit him, that's perfectly reasonable."
Reasonable my ass!
That was the thought that crossed everyone's mind.
Qiu Er didn't even finish his sentence before being hit with a beer bottle, and there was Yin Tian brazenly claiming it was reasonable.
