Hou Zhan had been causing trouble up to now.
This was the harshest thing Chen Fang had ever said.
But Hou Zhan didn't take Chen Fang's words to heart at all.
He sneered.
Tilting his head, with half his face towards Chen Fang, he pointed with his finger and said, "Finish me? Do you have the guts? Here's my face, try slapping it."
After these words were spoken.
A contemptuous smile also appeared on Hou Yuanshu's face.
In his view, Chen Fang didn't have the guts to hit him in his presence.
Nobody expected that Chen Fang wouldn't hesitate at all.
He grabbed an empty beer bottle nearby and smashed it onto Hou Zhan's head.
There was a crashing sound.
The glass bottle shattered instantly.
Hou Zhan sat on the ground with a thump, completely stunned.
Holding the spot where Chen Fang had hit him, he was momentarily dazed.
Hou Yuanshu's face turned green.
