Yang Xiao was pinned to the counter by Li Yang, unable to move. His handsome face was already distorted from the pressure, and he strained his eyes to look upwards at Li Yang.
He asked with difficulty:
"Who... who the hell are you?"
Li Yang held a cigarette in his mouth, looked down to meet his eyes, took a light drag, grabbed Yang Xiao's hair, lifted his head, and slammed it hard against the counter!
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The sound of the collision echoed in the bar.
The counter was already stained with blood.
Yang Xiao thought this man wasn't an enemy, just humiliating him for fun. He said angrily:
"What do you want!"
Li Yang squinted slightly due to the smoke, grabbed Yang Xiao's head, and seemed about to slam it against the counter again.
At this moment, a hoarse woman's voice with a domineering tone came from behind.
"Tsk tsk tsk, what an ugly sight, getting beaten like this."
Li Yang turned around.
It was a glamorous woman with smoky makeup.
