"All hungry, huh? How about a chicken wing then?"
Chen Nan reached out, snatched the nearly finished chicken bone from Liu Tiantian's hand, and threw it.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
The chicken bone whistled through the air, flying straight into the mouth of the fatso who was at the front of the pack.
"Thump..."
A crisp collision sound rang out, and two teeth clinked onto the ground. The fatso screamed in pain, hopping around while clutching his mouth, sweating profusely, almost rolling on the ground in agony.
"It hurts, it's killing me! Brothers, help me kill him, kill him!"
Sitting on the ground with his hand over his mouth, the fatso looked just as pathetic as the guy before, except he only lost two teeth instead of three, which was even more miserable...
The remaining two hesitated as they eyed Chen Nan.
