Seeing that Sarah woke up, Cassib, who was still a little cowering, didn't know where the courage came from, covered his injured hand, took a step forward suddenly, and shouted through gritted teeth: "You are embarrassed to ask me why I am here, why are you here, and also, who is this yellow-skinned guy?"

His brows furrowed slightly, Zhou Ping's face sank, this idiot hadn't learned his lesson yet, it seemed that the knife just now was indeed too light.

With a look of disgust on her face, Sarah said coldly: "Hmph, what am I concerned about you here, Kasib, I never promised you anything, you and I are just college classmates, that's all!"

This sentence immediately choked Kasib's face turned red, and he had nothing to say.

Zhou Ping also suddenly realized, it turned out that this mustache was just Sarah's suitor in college, looking at this posture, it seems that he still does not give up, and still regards himself as a messenger to protect flowers.

In this case, even if she beats this mustache all over the ground to find teeth, I guess Sarah won't care.

To be honest, Zhou Ping is very annoyed by this kind of guy who feels good about himself and likes to stalk, just like kraft candy, no, it's just like chewing gum, which makes people tired.

Glancing at the mustache coldly, Zhou Ping turned his head and patted Sarah on the back and asked, "How are you, are you feeling better now?"

Sitting up straight, Sarah rubbed her temples and said, "Well, it's much better than just now." ”

In response to Sarah's smile, Zhou Ping stood up and said solemnly, "Then this beautiful young lady, do you mind if I clean up this annoying piece of garbage first?"

Sarah pursed her lips and smiled, "Whatever you want!"

"What, you damn thing, you actually call me trash?" After Kasib saw Zhou Ping's slightly thin figure, his previous fears were suddenly left behind and replaced by full confidence.

I was just accidentally attacked by him just now, and if I was tough on the front, I would definitely be able to crush this yellow-skinned guy easily.

"Say that you are garbage or lift, garbage can still be reused, and you, I think you are a scum, waste slag!"

Although Zhou Ping's tone was calm, there was a chill, and Cassib's discriminatory remarks several times had already made him very unhappy and his fists were itchy.

"Give you two choices, get out by yourself, or I'll let you go!"

"Bastard, I'm going to blow your balls up and make you cry and go back to your hometown!" Kasib said with a napkin wrapped around the wound on his hand, waving his fist and grimacing.

Seeing this, the surrounding colleagues all let go of the side, most of them are not very familiar with Zhou Ping, there is no problem with verbal cheering, if they really do it, they are not stupid.

However, they are still on Zhou Ping's side, after all, this dinner was invited by him.

But standing on Zhou Ping's side does not mean that they are optimistic about Zhou Ping, after all, the difference between the two people's body size is a bit big.

Judging by Asian standards, Zhou Ping's height is actually good, close to 1.8 meters, but compared with Kasibub, he is a whole head shorter.

Not only that, but Kasib was as strong as a calf, and his bulging muscles stretched the cuffs to the point of collapse.

On the other hand, Zhou Ping is slender and wears a coat that is not inconspicuous, and it is not a grade compared to Cassib.

"Well, since you scum don't want to get out on your own, then I'll give you a hand. With that, Zhou Ping stepped forward.

"Give me death!" Cassib clenched his fist with his right hand and slammed it first.

The people around couldn't bear to continue watching, and most of them felt that the result was that Zhou Ping was beaten back again and again.

Or be more violent, directly punch Zhou Ping away, and he can't get up.

Not only the others, but also Kasib himself, wanted to teach the yellow-skinned monkey a profound lesson that he would never forget, and he would beat him all over the ground with teeth.

But in the next second, Cassib froze, his wrist was grabbed by the other party, no, it didn't look like it was grabbed by a hand, it was more like it was clamped by the pliers.

Oh my God, why is this guy so strong? Kasib tried to take it back, but the pincers were getting tighter and tighter, and he couldn't break free.

In just a few seconds, his head was covered with sweat, and his hands were trembling slightly.

The two of them froze in such a strange stalemate, and the rest of them were a little stunned.

What's going on, why did these two people stop when they seemed to have such a big disparity in strength, wasn't it a fight, but a ballroom dance?

Could it be that the conflict just now was all an illusion, and it was deliberately made by these two people to amuse everyone?

"Fake!" Cassib blushed, endured the pain, and struck another hook with his left hand.

Bang!

The sound of a fist hitting flesh, but Zhou Ping was not forced back by Kassib, because the fist fell on his open palm.

Zhou Ping still had a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his hand was constantly pinching hard.

There was a faint sound of bones dislocation, and in addition, the original wound was squeezed, which also brought Cassib a sharp pain like tearing.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, damn it, let it go!" said Cassib, whose face was so bitter that he almost fell to his knees.

Zhou Ping's eyes narrowed, and he said unhurriedly: "Is this your attitude of begging for people?"

"I'm sorry, man, I know it's wrong, please, let it go, I feel like my bones are going to break!"

"Who is your buddy, who do you think you are?" said Zhou Ping, and his hands exerted force again.

This was like the last straw that overwhelmed Kassib, his knees weakened, and he knelt directly in front of Zhou Ping, and said in a mournful voice.

"Big brother, I know it's wrong, Sarah is yours, I will never harass her again!"

"Your brother is not in a position to condone your mistakes!"

"Grandpa, you are my grandfather, please let me go, I don't dare anymore!" As the so-called situation is stronger than people, Cassib at this moment is almost like two people just now, showing the two-skin face of bullying the soft and afraid of the hard to the fullest.

Zhou Ping sneered: "Grandson, grandpa forgave you this time!"

With that, he let go of his hands and pushed him, and Kasib fell to the ground, looking very embarrassed.

"If you don't want to learn another lesson from your grandfather, just hurry up and get out!" Zhou Ping kicked Cassib unceremoniously and snorted coldly.

The latter didn't even have the courage to stand up at the moment, so he even rolled and crawled, stumbling straight to the door.

It wasn't until he almost crawled to the door that Cassib stood up and threw a cruel word at Zhou Ping: "Damn guy, I remember you, you will be miserable, I promise!"

Zhou Ping waved his fist and pretended to catch up, but the latter was suddenly frightened and fled like a lost dog, causing laughter around him.