He likes this feeling, this feeling of taking life and death, playing with others and his own hands.

Because only in this way will he have a "hunting"-like sense of accomplishment.

However, the little girl never paid attention to Lei Luo's words.

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

Lei Luo wasn't in a hurry, it was okay anyway, so he simply ordered a few drinks and food, preparing to drink while watching the girl's death struggle.

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

I finally found a table that was still usable, but there weren't enough chairs.

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

"Hey, that boy over there, bring me a chair."

Lei Luo shouted, but the young man seemed not to hear it and still sat there peacefully, looking out the window and quietly sipping tea.

But he didn’t even look at Lei Luo!

"Um?"

"You bastard, are you so deaf?"

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

Lei Luo suppressed his anger and spoke in a low voice, like a tiger before hunting.

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

However, what surprised everyone was that the young man still ignored him and just drank tea calmly.

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

"Cio!"

"You are looking for death~"

Finally, the young man's behavior completely angered Lei Luo.

He yelled angrily and clapped his hands, causing the dining table in front of him to fall into pieces.

While the debris was flying, Lei Luo stepped directly away, with his hands tied into a knife, and he struck hard at the arrogant young man.

Pa~

Under the gaze of everyone, in the Qi Chi Restaurant, everyone only saw the young man who was calmly drinking tea just now, looking harmless, quietly raised his hand, and slapped him with his backhand.

At that moment, the world became quiet.

The breeze sings softly and the fallen leaves rustle.

The young man retracted his hand, picked up the teapot, poured himself another cup of tea, and then raised the cup to sip lightly.

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

That young man is just like the person in the painting, refined and ethereal!

As for the mighty and domineering Yin country strongman Lei Luo who threatened to break through the Yanxia martial arts just now, he had already flown out.

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

Half of his face was blood red.

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

"This~"

"This...this..."

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

Everyone was talking and laughing just now, but it suddenly stopped.

The hand holding the food was hanging in the air, the wine glass he raised did not fall down, and everyone was stunned on the spot.

Everyone present stared with their eyes wide open, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

Everything happened too suddenly.

A few seconds ago, Lei Luo was still showing great power and arrogance, and even threatened to defeat Yanxia Martial Arts in the future.

But in the blink of an eye, it turned into a dead dog, lying on the ground twitching uncontrollably.

This huge reversal of almost 180 degrees once made everyone feel that it was illusory.

Who would have thought that an unknown, unattractive young man would actually slap a top Indian man to death?

Shock, horror, horror~

Various emotions filled the hearts of everyone here.

At that moment, the entire hall was silent, and for a long time, no one said anything.

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

In an instant, everyone's hearts tightened, thinking that this young man was going to go on a killing spree again, and some people were even ready to jump out of the window and run away.

Just when everyone's nervous hearts were in their throats, Ye Fan's voice sounded: "Boss, serve tea!"
Chapter completed!