"Reparations? Hehe...... Didn't you just say that I beat up a foreign friend? You were all beaten up by me, right? Zhuo Yifan looked at the few thugs who were still lying on the ground, and asked with a smile.

"It's not! No, they accidentally touched it, and it has nothing to do with you! The young man hurriedly explained, what is the difference between that and his grandson? But he just wants to be a grandson, and Zhuo Yifan may not be willing. Will Zhuo Yifan have such a bad grandson? Are you kidding?

Xia Yun's three daughters watched Zhuo Yifan play there alone, with a smile on their faces, looking like they were watching a play! Zhuo Yifan is right, there is a good show to start.

"Didn't you just say that I hurt someone? How did you change your tune now? Zhuo Yifan asked with squinted eyes.

"That's my nonsense, there is absolutely no such thing!" The young man with the inch head almost cried!

"How's that going to work? I've already admitted to J Cha that I was the one who hit me! But you see, they don't believe it! Am I not good enough? Zhuo Yifan asked with a smile.

"Nope! Absolutely nothing! "The young man with the inch head really wants to kneel down for Zhuo Yifan!

"I don't think it's good enough!" Zhuo Yifan shook his head, looked at the gang of thugs again, and showed a playful look on his face.

"You said I'll fix you up again, so you can go to J Cha and say I've beaten you!" And it's still beating up international friends, isn't that good? Zhuo Yifan continued with a smile, in a tone of discussion with the young man with an inch head.

"Nope! I definitely didn't mean that! "The young man with the inch head panicked! He had already felt the murderous aura on Zhuo Yifan's body. This guy isn't going to take a knife on himself, is he?

"Didn't you just accuse me of deliberately hurting someone? How can I not hurt a few people? You can't sue you either? I'm here to help you! Zhuo Yifan snorted coldly, and a slap hit the inch-headed young man's face, which had been swollen by him.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and the people in the whole bar could hear it clearly. The left side of the inch's face became red and swollen again, and it was much more obviously bulging than the right side, which looked extremely incongruous.

He stood in place in a daze, as if he had beaten Zhuo Yifan stupidly.

"How awkward it looks here! It seems that the two sides are asymmetrical! Zhuo Yifan pretended to look at the cheek on the right side of the head, and slapped it again. The inch-headed young man couldn't hide if he wanted to. Just kidding, with Zhuo Yifan's skills, he has no possibility of dodging at all!

There was another crisp sound, and now both cheeks were the same! The inch head will really become a pig's head! There was an unbearable expression of pain on the face of the inch head, as if Zhuo Yifan's two slaps had made him unbearable, and suddenly he took a big mouthful of blood and spit it out. Everyone could clearly see that there were a few white teeth mixed with the blood. Feelings: This guy even fanned out his back molars by Zhuo Yifan's two slaps!

"That's not going to work, is it? As if that weren't enough! Zhuo Yifan grabbed the neck of the inch head and hit him on the lower abdomen with a fist.

His face stiffened, he snorted, and squatted down with his hands on his lower abdomen. It looks like it's really hurt! But the problem is that Zhuo Yifan is carrying his neck, and he can't squat at all!

Another kick, Zhuo Yifan directly on the chest of the inch, and at the same time, as soon as the hand was released, the whole person flew upside down in the back, hit the wall of the bar firmly, and then fell down and fell on the row of glass coffee tables below! Suddenly, the coffee table was torn apart, and the glass shattered all over the floor. The whole person was also cut in the broken glass, and countless wounds of various sizes were cut, and blood was pouring from all over his body.