The man didn't care at first, but then he felt a sharp pain in his wrist and he couldn't help but let out a pig-slaughtering scream.

She stood up and dragged the man out.

Standing at the door of the store, the man casually swung his arms and was thrown into the rain outside like a kite with a broken string.

Looking back at the three people, she slowly approached.

“Snap—”

With a crisp sound, the man holding the broken bottle was slapped hard in the face.

The man turned two and a half times in the air and crashed to the ground with a loud bang. Even the groans he made seemed weak.

His face turned purple and swollen almost instantly.

"Connections?"

"face?"

"A toast?"

"A penalty drink?"

Jiang Li looked at the remaining two people with a smile.

"He's of average age, drank a little, and sexually harassed female college students. Is that considered giving face?"

"So, I've given you some face. You're really asking for your own death by being so coquettish in front of me."

He reached out and grabbed one of them by the neck.

In front of everyone, he lifted the other person up with one hand.

The man's face flushed red, he grabbed her arms and tore them apart, his feet in the air kicking and lashing, he was completely out of breath.

The remaining person was frightened and tried to escape.

Jiang Li stretched out his arm and hit the man's neck directly. The man fell heavily to the ground due to inertia.

The man who was being choked fell to the ground, gasping for breath with tears streaming down his face.

Ye Zhenzhen next to her took out a wet wipe and handed it to her.

Jiang Li wiped his palms slowly.

"Get out."

Even though the three of them were in great pain all over their bodies, they dared not resist.

He hurriedly stood up and prepared to leave.

Jiang Li spoke slowly.

"If you do it again, you won't even have your arms or legs left."