You will die!
Song Lejun said these three words one by one, his expression as dark as a storm cloud, causing an involuntary sense of fear.
However, with Fang Yi, it doesn't work!
If Fang Yi was afraid, he wouldn't have slapped, but would have let Song Lejun slap him to keep the peace.
When Fang Yi threw that slap, he had already shown his attitude.
You, Song Lejun,
I dare to slap you,
so I'm not afraid!
When a cigarette was burnt out, Fang Yi could have easily thrown it away, but looking at the extremely gloomy Song Lejun opposite him, he flicked it with his finger instead.
Pa-ta.
The cigarette butt, still carrying sparks, was flicked by Fang Yi onto Song Lejun's handsome face.
"Hiss..."
Everyone present couldn't help but draw a sharp breath, their eyes wide as they looked at Fang Yi.
Not only did he slap him, but he also flicked a cigarette butt onto Song Lejun's face.
What is this?
This is provocation!
Clearly not taking Song Lejun seriously at all.
