To his surprise, even with all his strength, he couldn't lift the table.
When he looked up in surprise, he saw Duan Ze holding Shen Niannian with one arm and pressing the table firmly with the other, looking at him with a half-smile.
"What? You can't win an argument, so you're trying to flip the table?"
"You're going to flip the table in front of me?"
"Are you worthy?!"
Every single word was a blatant insult.
Zhou Luo's face turned almost liver-colored with anger.
Duan Ze had no patience to play with Zhou Luo anymore. Eating at this so-called old place was really disgusting. He directly took Shen Niannian's hand: "Niannian, let's go. Let's not bother with a mad dog."
Shen Niannian's face was still flushed, and she blinked shyly: "Okay."
The two stood up hand in hand, and without even glancing at Zhou Luo, they tried to walk past him downstairs.
Zhou Luo's chest heaved. In all these years, he had never felt so humiliated, even in his most difficult times. Duan Ze was trampling on his manly dignity.
Looking down, Zhou Luo saw the stains on his chest again.
Zhou Luo clenched his fist, and as Duan Ze walked to his side, he suddenly stood up and threw a punch at Duan Ze.
Shen Niannian exclaimed in surprise. Duan Ze held Shen Niannian with one arm, but steadily caught Zhou Luo's fist with the other.
That fist... was right there.
Zhou Luo looked completely incredulous.
Duan Ze's expression was frosty at this moment, and he exerted a little force in his hand.
Zhou Luo immediately screamed, his face turning deathly pale: "Ah...it hurts...it hurts, it hurts..."
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