Pan Long was stunned: "I almost thought you were some amazing figure.
Turns out you're just someone who sponges off others.
Waste!"
Just as he said this, Xiao Chen instantly pulled out the chopstick from Pan Long's face.
Pan Long screamed in agony again.
The others had already stopped slapping their own faces; now they were scared and continued.
Yes, even if he's just a son-in-law, so what?
The key is, he can fight.
A wise man knows better than to suffer immediate losses.
Better endure.
Jiang Meng's friends didn't think this way.
They weren't afraid of Xiao Chen.
Some even resented Xiao Chen.
In their view, being able to meet people like Pan Long tonight was the greatest honor of their lives.
Now Xiao Chen not only ruined their good times.
But also smashed the drinks they spent so much money on.
Simply unforgivable.
Lin Na said coldly: "Xiao Chen, do you even have a brain?
Jiang Meng was just having a drink with Young Master Pan.
