Anger surged within him like a tide, rushing to his head. Sun Ningzhou struggled to get up from the ground, leaning against the car to barely stand steady. He glared at Lin Beichen and roared, "I want you to live in hell!" His image, at this moment, was like a raging beast, causing great panic among the crowd.
Especially those women, like the bikini-clad ones, who were terrified by his frantic demeanor. They looked up at Lin Beichen, their faces filled with amazement and fear. The female property manager was even more frightened, her face pale, lips trembling, and she staggered back two steps before sitting down heavily on the ground.
The surrounding people were thinking about how this seemingly ordinary young man dared to strike so ruthlessly against someone like Sun Ningzhou, a second-generation elite. Was he not afraid of the Sun Group's retaliation? It was simply suicidal behavior. In their eyes, Lin Beichen was doomed, and no one could save him.
