Hua Dong's words infuriated Xiao Hu deeply.
Xiao Hu grabbed a beer bottle from the table, ready to crack open Hua Dong's skull.
Today, Brother Biao had come to hang out with A'niu, bringing along three personal bodyguards.
At this moment, all three bodyguards stood behind Xiao Hu.
Little A'qiao trembled with fear.
But A'niu raised his hand to stop her.
"Brother Xiao Hu, this piece of trash isn't worth your effort."
A'niu glanced at Hua Dong with disdain.
"You're asking for it over and over again," Hua Dong stepped forward and grabbed A'niu by the collar.
He gritted his teeth and continued, "I know you can fight, but just you wait, my men will take care of you!"
"Slap slap!"
As he spoke, Hua Dong patted A'niu's face.
A'niu was not about to tolerate his disgusting behavior.
He immediately seized Hua Dong's hand.
"If anyone's going to die today, it's definitely you!"
While speaking, he secretly exerted force with his hand, twisting Hua Dong's fingers backward.