The bottle smashed, and the waiter screamed as he collapsed onto the floor, clutching his wound and cursing, "Fuck your mother..."
Su Yang didn't give him a chance to speak; he kicked him in the chest, and the waiter immediately flew backward, slamming against a pillar behind him. Blood spilled from his mouth and nose, and he went still.
People around were shocked. Su Yang had moved too swiftly, hadn't he? Just like that, he had taken down the waiter?
Zhao Tianxing was also stunned. Su Yang had just threatened Wang Biao, and that incident had already caused quite a stir. Now that he had attacked the waiter, how could Wang Biao let this go?
At that moment, a single thought ran through Zhao Tianxing's mind, "It's over, completely over!"
A man hurried over to help the waiter up, checked his breathing, and instantly went pale, trembling, he said, "Dead... he's dead..."
"What!?" Zhao Tianxing was the first to exclaim, and everyone else was also profoundly shocked.
