God-Level All-rounder Expert

Chapter 566: Chapter 611, I, the old man, never reason!

The wine bottle crashed down with a hefty thud, sounding extraordinarily loud in the previously silent scene.

Lin Feng’s head was smashed by the bottle, spilling blood; the wine sprayed everywhere, and shards of glass clinked as they fell.

A piercing scream erupted from Lin Feng’s mouth, almost reflexively clutching at the back of his head. When he felt the blood there, another scream, like that of a pig being slaughtered, resounded.

However, what was truly astonishing was the identity of the assailant. Everyone turned to look, including Fang Yi, who upon seeing Song Wuliang holding half a bottle, first looked shocked and then just accepted the situation.

Indeed, only a guy like Song Wuliang would launch a sneak attack, and in such an unscrupulous manner.

But this was quite fitting for Fang Yi’s style; he gave Song Wuliang a thumbs-up in front of everyone.

And with this gesture from Fang Yi, he instantly drew the disdain of everyone present.

"Shameless!"

"Yeah, if you have a problem, face it head on. Resorting to sneak attacks, how despicable!"

"Such a cowardly act... That Song fatty really is just like Fang Yi, both of them are shameless."

In short, a flurry of curses and foul language was hurled at them, condemning Fang Yi and Song Wuliang.

Yet, with the thick skin that both men had, they simply didn’t care—it’s not like they were losing any flesh off their backs.

Song Wuliang walked over to Fang Yi and said, "Brother Yi, I did well, didn’t I?"

Fang Yi encouraged, "Next time, go even further."

"Got it!" Song fatty spat in Lin Feng’s direction, "Crap! Picking on the few when you’re many. Now my boss is here, so if you dare, stop bullying me and have a go at my boss instead."

Song Wuliang thought back to the humiliation of being pinned down by those young masters earlier, feeling utterly wronged. Had he not had the presence of mind to kick one of the guys in the crotch, he might still be under their mercy now.

Song fatty was angry, and an angry him was anything but gentle.

The young masters who had been following Lin Feng turned shades of green and white, especially one whose face was wrought with pain, furrowing his brow and gritting his teeth as he glared at Song fatty, wishing to pounce on him and deliver a brutal beating right then and there.

Fang Yi standing there, no one

Lin Feng pushed him away and self-aggressively

Yi couldn’t help

suddenly looked towards Fang Yi, his

seriously, while Song Wuliang whistled mockingly, "Lin young master’s ’rice dumpling’

dumpling head, it’s clearly an ’Indian A-three’ look," Fang

exactly, wrapped up like a chick...," Song Wuliang, even with all

someone finished it

not bring chickens into it. Let’s keep it civilized, you and I," said

"..."

played off each other with their shamelessness and brazenness,

inside she felt the urge to flee from these two, ashamed to be

slightly parted, appearing enticing, and her expression was one

of the

Song Hongye’s gaze fell on someone, a faint smile curving her

floor, anger was evident on

slammed his hand on

Master Lin, please calm your anger," Fang

said, "Fang Jupeng, don’t laugh too early. Fang Muye will end up

can you

lesson your son learned," Lin Zheng

a whoosh, Fang Jupeng’s face turned extremely ugly, followed by a furious reaction, mirroring the expression on Lin Zheng’s

freezing point. Fang Yi and Song the Fatso were singing a duet, provoking Lin Feng to

fists clenched tight, veins popping, his

cold light burst forth

said through gritted teeth, his voice laden with

Fang Yi made a

said... please leave!" Lin Feng said

silent,

from Fang

Feng who was enraged to the extreme yet still restraining himself, suddenly turned a cold gaze and said, "You’re not mistaken, are you? You invited me here