He likes this feeling, this feeling of life and death, playing with others and his palms.

Because, only in this way can he feel a sense of accomplishment like "hunting".

However, in the face of Lei Luo's words, the little girl never paid attention to them.

He lay in the old man's arms from beginning to end, crying constantly.

Lei Luo was not in a hurry. Anyway, it was fine, so he simply ordered a few drinks and prepared to enjoy the girl's struggle while drinking.

However, in the battle just now, most of the tables and chairs had been broken.

I finally found a table that is still useful, but the chairs are not enough.

Lei Luo looked around and his eyes finally fell on a young man in the corner.

"Hey, that guy over there, bring the chair to me."

Lei Luo shouted, but the boy seemed to have not heard it, still sitting there safely, looking out the window while quietly drinking tea.

But he even glanced at Lei Luo!

"Um?"

"Boy, are you so deaf?"

"I'll say it again, bring the chair you are sitting on to me!"

Lei Luo suppressed his anger and said lowly, like a tiger in front of hunting.

Everyone had no doubt that if the young man disobeyed him again, the fate would be extremely miserable.

However, to everyone's surprise, the young man still ignored it and just calmly drank tea.

After drinking it, he sighed leisurely: "Good tea, good tea~"

"Second!"

"You're looking for death~"

Finally, the boy's behavior completely angered Lei Luo.

He shouted angrily and slapped the dining table in front of him, splitting.

As the debris flew, Lei Luo stepped away, tied his hands into a knife, and smashed it hard at the arrogant boy.

Bang ~

In front of everyone, between the Qifou restaurant, people only saw that the young man who was calmly drinking tea and looked harmless, quietly raised his hand and slapped him with a backhand.

At that moment, the world became quiet.

The breeze sang softly, and the fallen leaves rustled.

The boy took back his palm, picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of tea again, and then raised his glass and sipped it lightly.

A young man, a table and a chair, a cup of tea, and a song of the wind.

That young man was like a person in the painting, out of the world and extraordinary!

As for the mighty and domineering Indian power, Lei Luo, who threatened to penetrate Yanxia martial arts, had already flew out.

Lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth, twitching like a dead dog.

Half of his face was bloody red.

Through the majestic blood color, you can vaguely see the lush white bones inside.

“This ~”

"This...this..."

At that moment, time and space seemed to have stagnated.

Everyone was laughing and laughing abruptly stopped just now.

The hand of picking up the food was hanging in the air, and the raised wine glass did not fall for a long time, and everyone was stunned.

Everyone present stared at the scene in disbelief.

Everything happened so suddenly.

A few seconds ago, Lei Luo was still powerful and arrogant, and even threatened to stave off Yanxia martial arts in the future.

But in the blink of an eye, he became a dead dog, lying on the ground and twitching.

This huge flip of nearly 180 degrees once made everyone feel illusory.

Who would have thought that an unknown and unobtrusive young man would slap a powerful man in the Indian Kingdom to death with a slap?

Shock, frightened, terrifying ~

Various emotions permeated everyone's hearts.

At that moment, the whole hall was silent, and after a long time, no one spoke.

Until Ye Fan raised his head and looked forward with deep eyes.

In an instant, everyone's heart suddenly became nervous, thinking that this young man was going to start a massacre again, and some people were even ready to jump out of the window and run away.
Chapter completed!