The young man put on a smiling face, respectfully handed the phone to Ling Chen, and said flatteringly: "Brother, someone like me is not worthy of speaking directly to Hao. Please, you do it."
Ling Chen's lips curled up slightly as he took the phone and said to Jiang Hao on the other end: "It's nothing, dialed the wrong number." After speaking, he hung up and pointed at Gao Liang, who was standing dumbfounded nearby, saying: "You know what you need to do now?"
The young man nodded quickly, without a word, swung a punch, hitting Gao Liang's nose. Instantly, a scream echoed throughout the bar. Gao Liang covered his nose, blood seeped continuously through his fingers, dripping onto his clean clothes.
"Get out of here!" The young man shouted loudly at Gao Liang.
