Chương 145: Mentally Ill

People who played music all sought to have their own personalities, so their tempers flared up at the slightest bit. The man took a step forward and was about to punch someone, cursing and swearing, "You're the f*cking r*tard! I'll beat you to death!"

A few of his companions rushed forward to pull him back, but they could not resist this person's recklessness and scoundrel-like behavior!

Fu Xing's reaction was very quick. He turned his body sideways to avoid the fist that was coming his way. He did not have much patience, so he directly grabbed him and pressed them onto the table. He smiled and was full of disdain. "You! You still want to spar with me?"