Before the fat guy could finish speaking, Shen Lang interrupted him: "Chen Tie..."
Looking at Shen Lang's expression, Chen Tie forcibly swallowed the second half of the sentence that was about to leave his mouth.
Because of the many Bodyguards around Jiang Cheng, Chen Tie didn't dare to provoke Jiang Cheng at this moment.
He only dared to glare fiercely at Wang Jian with malicious intent.
Clearly, in weighing the pros and cons, he chose to pick on the weakest link.
And that target was Wang Jian, who seemed easier to bully.
That look clearly meant he wouldn't let Wang Jian off the hook.
Just as the group was about to turn and leave with Chen Tie.
Jiang Cheng, who had been sitting silently, leaning back in his chair, slowly straightened his body.
If Wang Jian didn't want to pursue the matter, that was Wang Jian's business.
But this was something that happened in his own booth.
He was the one who suggested today's gathering.
"Wait a minute, did I say you could leave??"
Hearing this, the group who had already taken steps immediately stopped, their faces darkening.
Especially Chen Tie, standing at the very front, whose expression suddenly changed, veins bulging on his forehead, clearly furious to the extreme.
Clearly, he couldn't hold back anymore.
Although he knew clearly that Shen Lang was wary of Jiang Cheng.
But recalling how he had just been forcefully pressed down onto the cold, hard ground by the opponent.
And even having the dirty rag used to wipe the table shoved into his mouth, the sense of humiliation in his heart surged like a tide.
For Chen Tie, who had always been arrogant, this was simply unbearable torture.
This was the greatest humiliation he had ever experienced in his life.
Moreover, he wasn't from the Shanghai Circle, but from Xishan.
So, what if he offended someone in The Magic City??
Everyone here was Second-generation rich.
Even if their families were rich, if their businesses weren't connected, they couldn't possibly target him across regions.
"You son of a..."
Originally, he wanted to spew curses and national essence.
When his gaze met Wang Sheng's cold and warning look, all the swear words about to leave his mouth were instantly swallowed back down.
So, he forcibly changed his tone and wording, retorting: "What else do you want?? Are you really pushing your luck??"
Jiang Cheng didn't want to waste any breath on Chen Tie.
His eyes quickly scanned the wine bottles on the table, and then he unhesitatingly picked up one bottle of XO that looked the thickest.
He held the bottle firmly in his hand, briefly testing its weight.
Then he looked expressionlessly at Chen Tie and slowly said, "My buddy here choosing not to pursue this is his business. The matter between you all was given time to be discussed, and since you've settled it, it's time to talk about the matter between us."
Seeing that Chen Tie was about to speak again, Shen Lang immediately blocked him.
He then said to Jiang Cheng, "Buddy, I don't know who you are, but your friend has already agreed not to pursue it. What else is there to talk about?"
Jiang Cheng glanced indifferently at Shen Lang, the corner of his mouth slightly curving into a subtle, unreadable smile.
"I said, that's your business, and I won't interfere. But today, he came to my booth. There's no reason for him to come and go as he pleases..."
Watching Jiang Cheng approach him step by step, a wave of fear involuntarily rose in Chen Tie's heart.
He had knocked many people's heads before, but he had never experienced being treated like this by someone else.
Jiang Cheng holding the wine bottle clearly intended to deliver a heavy blow.
When a person falls into extreme panic, they often become incoherent.
They easily blurt out obscenities, using them to bolster their courage. This was exactly how Chen Tie was at the moment.
He shouted with insufficient confidence, "Damn it, I'm leaving today! What do you want? If you have the guts, come and kill me?? Huh! Otherwise..."
Before Chen Tie could finish his sentence, a loud "bang" sounded above his head.
The expensive bottle of Martell XO smashed violently onto Chen Tie's head like a cannonball, instantly shattering.
Accompanied by glass shards flying everywhere, the scene immediately descended into chaos.
Lin Qingxue, standing nearby, and the Young Ladies responsible for setting the mood all couldn't help but scream loudly.
"Ah~~"
Following these stimulating screams, Chen Tie's body collapsed directly onto the floor.
This sudden turn of events happened too quickly, leaving everyone present unable to react for a moment.
Looking at Chen Tie, who lay motionless on the ground, the eyes of those present were filled with disbelief.
Just moments ago, when Chen Tie was arrogantly provoking him, Jiang Cheng hadn't made any drastic moves.
Who would have thought that he, who seemed silent, would act with such swift and decisive efficiency?
Right, there's an old saying: "If you can use your hands, talk less."
This guy is the typical strong silent type—a truly ruthless person.
Watching Chen Tie lying on the ground, Wang Jian felt a sense of relief, but also a sliver of worry arose in his heart.
It seemed today's matter wouldn't be resolved so easily.
The entire scene fell into an eerie silence, with only Jiang Cheng's figure, steady as Mount Tai, drawing attention.
Jiang Cheng casually tossed the remaining shards of the wine bottle in his hand onto the ground.
He spoke softly towards the group: "Now, you can leave."
Immediately afterward, he walked back to the sofa by the booth and sat down.
At this moment, his gaze towards Shen Lang and his group was as calm as water, showing no trace that he was the one who had just violently smashed the bottle onto Chen Tie.
This composed demeanor made people involuntarily look sideways.
But the majesty contained within it made people afraid to look him directly in the eye.
The people Shen Lang brought were all rooted to the spot as if paralyzed by a spell.
One by one, their faces filled with shock, they scanned back and forth between Jiang Cheng and Chen Tie.
After a long while, Shen Lang suddenly snapped out of his daze and swiftly crouched down, his gaze fixed intently on Chen Tie.
Jiang Cheng's strike was extremely forceful.
Not only had Chen Tie instantly passed out, but blood was also slowly seeping out from his head.