A storm centered around Chen Yang swept through the entire Market Town.
In fact, it even showed signs of spreading southward across the entire Yuning Mountain.
Inside a restaurant.
Ka-cha.
Yang Hu kicked Zhou Yang to the ground in front of everyone in the hall, "Trash like you dares to act high and mighty, trying to make my boss crawl to your Zhou Family and beg?"
"Excuse me, who are you?"
Zhou Yang: "..."
The address of the Zhou Family had already been given to this person, yet this person still cursed and attacked, leaving Zhou Yang in utter despair and hysteria.
How could he not see that this guy just wanted to torment him.
The glaring blood stains on the restaurant hall floor had completely spread.
Not to mention the rich young men with Zhou Yang, even those ordinary diners from afar were scared out of their wits, frozen in place, not daring to move.
A thick atmosphere of killing intent permeated every corner of the air in the hall.
"What a thing!"
