Xu Huan's piercing scream shattered the air. The guests gasped, a chill running down their spines despite their anger.
"I'm sorry, I didn't quite hear that. Would you care to say it again?" Chen Yang asked, twisting Xu Huan's arm further back. A wicked smile played on his lips.
"Let... let me go..." Xu Huan's body bent backward at an impossible angle, his face a mask of agony as he shrieked.
"I'll ask you one more time. Do you want to repeat yourself?"
"You..."
BANG!
Yang Hu lashed out with a kick, launching Xu Huan into the air. His body doubled over like a great shrimp as he vomited mouthful after mouthful of blood, as if it were an endless supply. He flew seven or eight meters before crashing heavily to the floor, sliding across the polished surface and plowing through several tables before finally grinding to a halt.
"If you're going to act like a dog, then I'll beat you like one!" Yang Hu declared, dusting off his hands with a predatory grin.
