"Shut up, you're so annoying," Qin Hao frowned as he rebuked.
No matter the reason, a man hitting a woman in public and scolding her was ultimately unacceptable.
"Mind your own business! If you want to meddle, at least open your eyes wide and see who I am."
The man started cursing; he was very aggressive and unapologetic.
"Slap."
Qin Hao stood up and slapped him across the face.
The man was stunned; he covered his face and pointed at Qin Hao, about to fight back.
"Slap."
Another slap landed on the man's face, and the man who had just stood up fell down again.
He opened his mouth to speak but was immediately met with another slap.
After several consecutive slaps, the middle-aged man, holding his face, sat there without daring to utter a word.
Qin Hao shook his hand off, appearing nonchalant, clearly not thinking he had done anything remarkable.
