"Brother Eight Fingers. What a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet you here again." Chu He walked forward in a few steps, lit a cigarette casually, and said as he pleased.

"Do you know that you just hit my car?" Li Bazhi said coldly.

While he was talking, the group of young people surrounding the stall owner rushed over and surrounded Chuhe.

"It's not your car. Why should I hit it?" Chu He flicked the ashes skillfully.

"court death!"

Li Bazhi roared.

murderer?

Li Bazhi’s body is not clean at all!

As soon as Li moved his fingers, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the top of his head. His head fell over uncontrollably in an instant.

Bang!

Half of his face hit the dining table, knocking the dishes and chopsticks off the table. The next second, the sound of breaking wine bottles was heard again above his head.

His eyes were bright red and his face was covered with blood.

Chu He held down Li Bazhi's head with one hand. He held another wine bottle in his hand and glanced indifferently at Li Bazhi, who was half-lying on the table: "My brother, can you beat him?"

Bang!

Another headshot. The scalp of the onlookers was numb and their spines were chilled. They all thought to themselves: This kid is too cruel...
Chapter completed!