"Ah!"
"Murder, there's been a murder!"
"Quick, call the police."
After that head was smashed with a slap, the sound of vomiting was incessant.
There were a few with better mental fortitude who quickly snapped out of it and thought to call the police.
In no time at all, all the guests in those two private rooms had fled in fear.
Yang Fei was still sitting there smoking, with not a speck of filth on him. He had used his Protective Gang Qi to keep all the blood and brains off him.
Li Wenjun touched his face with a hand and trembled as he looked at Yang Fei in shock, "You... You've killed someone, you're finished, you've ruined your entire life."
Yang Fei glanced at him, "Killing one is the same as killing several, are you sure you want to further provoke me?"
Li Wenjun was so scared that he turned pale and his legs trembled. He keep backing away and dared not utter another word.
