Having traveled through time, shouldn't you make a splash in your life?

Zhang Hongyu and his group weren't much better off.

A random wine bottle can...

Looking at the young man lying unconscious to the side, a chill ran down her spine and spread throughout her body.

Zhang Hongyu, who was confident in himself and had trained for several years, completely lost his confidence when faced with Ning Dongyang's ferocity.

One of the young men, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and looking very refined, knelt down and checked the unconscious young man's breathing. He felt a sense of relief.

Thank goodness, thank goodness, I'm still alive.

Suppressing his fear, Shangguan Zetong coughed dryly and said, "Brother, I am Shangguan Zetong from the Shangguan family of Jiangcheng."

"In Jiangcheng, we have received your kind favor, and my Shangguan family has some influence. I don't know what misunderstanding exists between you and Young Master Zhang."

What I mean is, it's better to resolve conflicts than to let them fester.

"Having more friends when you're away from home means having more options."

"Why don't we all sit down, have a drink, talk about the past, and let bygones be bygones?"

That was a nice way of putting it; he had already given them a meaningful look, instructing one of them to use their cell phone to contact someone and call for reinforcements.

"Hahaha."

Ning Dongyang laughed loudly, then glared at the young man who was touching his phone: "Stop touching your phone!!"

The young man, who was about to reach for his phone, was so startled that his hand trembled and the phone fell to the ground.

Ning Dongyang looked around at everyone.

With one step, another wine bottle appeared in his hand.

"Hey hey hey, modern people are ruined by their phones, you know? In the midst of such a beautiful and vibrant scene, we rarely have time to chat face-to-face. Of all the things we could touch, why do we have to touch our phones?"

"I know you want to contact the outside world for reinforcements. Don't you realize that before they arrive, I might get angry and smash a bottle over your head?"

"Bang!"

"Is your head harder, or a wine bottle...? Don't tell me you've been practicing Iron Head Kung Fu for eighteen years."

"Come on, both men and women, perk up, put your hands behind your heads, and squat in the corner."

Just as Shangguan Zetong opened his mouth to speak, Ning Dongyang flashed by, and without the wine bottle in his hand, he raised his hand and slapped him across the face.

"Snap—"

Shangguan Zetong's face immediately swelled up.

too fast.

Ning Dongyang is moving too fast.

Inside the private room, Zhang Hongyu and the others actually saw afterimages, just like those in martial arts movies. Is this guy even human?

"Is the Shangguan family very powerful?"

"Do I, Song Liu, need to give face to the Shangguan family? Do I need to give face to you?"

"You drank two ounces of liquor and didn't even have any snacks, and you're already this drunk? What gives you the right to expect me to forgive and forget? Can't you see reality?"

Ning Dongyang took a step forward and slapped Shangguan Zetong on the left cheek again.

"Snap—"

Shangguan Zetong's left cheek was visibly swollen.

Ning Dongyang nodded in satisfaction: "Since you want to be fat, I'll slap your face until it's swollen, and make you pretend to be fat."

Shangguan Zetong's face was numb, as if he had lost his face. The resentment in his eyes as he looked at Ning Dongyang was deeply hidden.

Zhang Hongyu and the others dared not utter a sound.

The sixteen princesses dared not utter a sound. They possessed the ability to soften hardened bodies, but on the actual fighting field, they were weak women with no strength to even kill a chicken.

"I told you to put your hands behind your heads and squat down in that corner over there. Didn't you hear me? Your ears are stuffed with manure!"

Ning Dongyang pretended to wave the bottle.

[Emotion +9.]

[Emotion +7.]

[Emotion +9.]

[Emotion +8.]

Terrified, Zhang Hongyu and his companions practically tumbled and crawled to the corner of the wall, covering their heads with their hands, like little quails trembling in the rain.

He came to Zhang Hongyu's side.

Ning Dongyang slapped his face with a wine bottle: "Young Master Zhang, what do you owe me? Remember?"

Zhang Hongyu looked up: "I can't remember."

Ning Dongyang put his strength into the wine bottle.

"Snap—"

Zhang Hongyu's face was swollen from being slapped.

Shangguan Ze and the others shifted their squatting feet to the sides. They had finally seen the truth: this ruthless man named Song Liu had come for Zhang Hongyu.

They can't win a fight.

The only one who dared to throw a bottle at Song Liu was unconscious on the ground, blood streaming down his head.

Ning Dongyang flicked the remaining wine from the bottle at Zhang Hongyu's head: "If you can't remember, I'll help you think of it."

"What's my name?"

Zhang Hongyu quickly said, "Song Liu."

"Snap—"

The bottle hit Zhang Hongyu's face again, and Ning Dongyang laughed extremely arrogantly: "Song Liu, is that what you call him? You're just a nobody from the Zhang family, what gives you the right and face to call me Song Liu by my given name?"

"Can't you call him Sixth Master?"

[Emotion +9.]

Zhang Hongyu endured the humiliation: "Sixth Master."

Ning Dongyang smacked the bottle again: "Damn it, can't you smile? Who are you trying to fool with that deadpan face?"

Zhang Hongyu realized that Song Liu was trying to get him.

He slowly stood up, lowered his hands from his head, and stared fiercely at Ning Dongyang: "Killing someone is no better than beheading them."

"The Zhang family of Shanghai has never been a small family. If you kill me, are you sure you can withstand the wrath of the Zhang family?"

Ning Dongyang smiled: "Finally, you're going to stand up for yourself?"

"That's more like it. You didn't fight back before, which made me feel like I didn't achieve anything."

He tapped the wine bottle lightly in his hand, then turned his gaze to Shangguan Zetong and the others.

"Zhang Hongyu has stood up for himself, why are you all getting so worked up?"

"You all want to team up with him? Don't you have any idea of ​​your own capabilities?"

"Are they afraid of dying too late and having nowhere to be buried?"

"Don't you know the saying, 'If it doesn't concern me, I'll mind my own business'? Don't you know the saying, 'Better to die for my fellow Daoists than for myself'? Don't you know the saying, 'A wise man submits to circumstances'?"

"I didn't know there was a saying: 'There was once a vibrant life, but I didn't know how to cherish it.'"

"You, second from the left, just squat down, why are you sticking your butt out like that? What are you trying to do? Damn it, what are you doing sticking your butt out like that, you're a guy!!"

Shangguan Ze and others... Song Liu's words must have been laced with venom. Just who is he?

[Emotion +9.]

[Emotion +7.]

[Emotion +9.]

[Emotion +6.]

This feeling is so comforting.

Ning Dongyang nodded in satisfaction.

Just as he was about to make another sarcastic remark, he caught a glimpse of Zhang Hongyu swinging his fist and sneaking towards his waist.

A sneak attack?!

Ning Dongyang's current speed is 23 points, which is 2.3 times that of a normal adult. Being fast means not only running faster, but also having quicker reaction time.

Judging from his reaction, Zhang Hongyu's fist was a slow, snail-like punch.

Ning Dongyang turned around and blocked Zhang Hongyu's fist with the wine bottle in his hand.

"Bang—"

An impact that unleashes explosive power.

Zhang Hongyu almost broke the bones in his hand.

Ning Dongyang's steps swayed slightly as he released his strength.

"Not bad, not bad."

He held the bottle out: "You almost broke my bottle. Even though I took it from the table, there are so many bottles on the table, why would I take this one?"

"To put it bluntly, it's all about fate."

"This is a wine bottle that's destined to be mine, and you almost broke it. Tell me, should I break you too?"

Ning Dongyang grinned, revealing a chilling smile: "Zhang Hongyu, tell me, should I break every single bone in your body?"