“F*ck! How dare a barbaric loser like you ask me to apologize?!”
The man who grabbed Hans’ collar looked angry. He clenched his fist, waved it in front of Hans, and said, “Brat! Look at my fist. I can easily beat you to the ground!”
After saying that, he looked at his friends around him with a smile and said smugly, “Look, this is a loser from the East. Hahaha, watch howl beat him to his knees until he begs for mercy!”
The people around also raised the drinks in their hands and cheered. “Yeah, Charlie, f*ck him up!”
“Knock him out and throw him into the toilet! Hahaha!”
“Charlie! Go on! Beat him up! Show him the savagery and charm of Western men!”
At once, the cheers of the crowd completely drowned the place.
Charlie, the guy who grabbed Hans by the collar, turned around, squeezed his fists, shook his head, and said with a smile, “Boy, you’re dead!”
After that, he smashed his fist right into Hans’ face!
Bang!
As a result, Hans also threw a punch at Charlie’s face!
Charlie’s face was instantly covered in blood. After staggering a few steps, he fell to the ground on his back and never got up again!
Hiss! The place went silent! All the onlookers were shocked!
Fennel and the others had long noticed the commotion over there but did not make a move.
“How was it?” Fennel asked with a smile.
Hans drank the whisky on the table, wiped his mouth, and said, “It’s not even enough for me to warm up.”
Fennel smiled and said, “Alright, let’s go back”
Just as they were about to get up, a group of bodyguards in black suits rushed in from the bar’s entrance. They cleared the area, and everyone was driven to the corners of the bar.
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