"I won't delete it." Ding Chen Tai stared hard at Xiao Heng and pressed him, "Xiao Heng, how does it feel, watching the woman you love lying under another man?"
He refused to believe that Xiao Heng didn't have any barrier or resentment in his heart.
Xiao Heng was seething with violence. "A beast like you doesn't deserve to know."
As he spoke, Xiao Heng shot toward Ding Chen Tai as fast as lightning, his iron-like fist smashing fiercely toward Ding Chen Tai's face.
Ding Chen Tai reacted quickly; that punch didn't land on his face. Right after, another fist came flying, one after another, each one thrown with full strength.
With a "bang," the glasses and liquor on the bar were swept to the floor, shattering everywhere.
After dodging Xiao Heng's continuous punches, Ding Chen Tai finally found an opening for a combo. He blocked Xiao Heng's fist with one hand, while the fingers of his other hand curled into a fist and slammed hard into Xiao Heng's abdomen.
