Pang Feng slapped Brother Ji so hard that he sent him flying through the air. Brother Ji spun several times before collapsing to the ground, his face covered in blood, a total mess.
"Ah..."
Cries of shock filled the bar, as everyone was stupefied by the scene.
"What's going on? Did someone actually hit Brother Ji?"
"Oh my God, who would dare strike Brother Ji? Was it Pang Feng? My goodness, are my eyes deceiving me? How could Pang Feng be so arrogant?"
All the colleagues at the bar were dumbfounded. In their eyes, Pang Feng was a polite student, usually quiet and mild-mannered. Yet today, he dared to hit Brother Ji?
Brother Ji himself was stunned. He truly hadn't expected Pang Feng to lay a hand on him, let alone strike so viciously.
In a private room, Chen Lizhong's face changed as he said, "Not good! Ah Feng is going to ruin everything!"
Zhao Xiaolong frowned, "Is this kid seeking death?"
