It’s Not Over, Right?

"Me, beat him up?"

"Don't you dare!"

Liu An and Zhang Bin were both startled and they shouted simultaneously. At the same time, the onlookers at the bar were also surprised at the unexpected turn of events and stood up.

"Hey, this guy is interesting!"

"An eye for an eye!"

"Is he going to do it though?"

At Bar 838, most of the customers were young men and women. Fighting over chicks was a common occurrence here, which was why these guests didn't make a fuss when the fight started. In fact, they were even discussing it as they watched while some even cheer on it.

Qin Yang ignored the comments and laughter around him as he coldly stared at Liu An. "You don't want to?"

Liu An looked at Qin Yang in fear and then looked at Zhang Bin next to him. "Can we switch to another method..."

Qin Yang smiled coldly and slapped Liu An across the face with his backhand without warning him.

Liu An's face immediately became swollen and he fell on the sofa askew. His mouth was covered with blood.

Qin Yang shook his head and coldly said, "It doesn't matter whether you agree or not. I'll just beat you up until you do. But I have very heavy hands, so when you lose all of your teeth, don't regret it!"

Qin Yang paused a little as he kindly reminded him, "Of course, you can also try to knock me down. There's a beer bottle on the table, you can try it."

Liu An was just slapped in the face by Qin Yang and it hurts as if he had been directly hit by a hammer. His fear and hesitation had vanished along with the slap.

It was just one slap but Liu An could already feel the blood in his mouth and one of his teeth was already a little loose. If he was slapped again, not only would his face be swollen but he would also lose all of his teeth.

Beer bottle?

Try to defeat him?

Both of them who had knives had been instantly knocked to the ground and they are still lying on the ground. If Liu An went for the beer bottle, he was afraid that he would be the next one on the ground!

Liu An was not stupid!

Liu An got up from the sofa, gritted his teeth, and turned to Zhang Bin who was next to him. There was already a fierce look in his eyes.

He was throwing Zhang Bin under the bus in order to protect himself!

It was better to kill someone than to be killed!

Anyway, their relationship was very superficial. What's the big deal if he really hit Zhang Bin? He could still deal with those problems after this.

"Brother Bin, you know how it is. Sorry!"

Zhang Bin angrily shouted, "Liu An, you ungrateful, son of a b*tch! Have you forgotten how I've treated you?!"

Liu An coldly said, "You know very well about things between us, we can talk about it after this. But for now, let solve this problem first."

Liu An did not dare delay any more as he was afraid that Qin Yang would be unhappy about it. By then, he would have to suffer again. He waved to the two younger guys behind him. "Let's do it together!"

The two youths were afraid of Qin Yang but that didn't mean they were also afraid of Zhang Bin. They immediately rushed up in response to Liu An's commands.

Zhang Bin was about to scold them but Liu An had already punched him in the face.

Zhang Bin subconsciously covered his nose but before he got to say anything, the other two were already in front of him. They directly threw him on the sofa and started kicking him.

Liu An looked at Qin Yang's face as he fought. He was shocked when he noticed that Qin Yang was frowning and started to hit even harder.

In a flash, Zhang Bin had a broken nose, a swollen face with blood all over it. 

"That's enough."

Upon hearing Qin Yang's voice, Liu An finally let out a breath of relief and retreated with the other two guys.

Qin Yang didn't want to bother with Liu An anymore. He didn't want to waste any attention on people like them. He casually waved his hand and said, "Go ahead. If you want to provoke me again next time, then do so at your own risk."

Liu An was pardoned and he nodded at Qin Yang. He didn't care about Zhang Bin, who was lying on the sofa and quickly left with his gang.

He did not want to stay there any longer.

Qin Yang sat opposite Zhang Bin. As he looked at Zhang Bin's miserable face, he asked in a faint voice, "How does it feel to be beaten?"

Zhang Bin struggled as he tried to sit up and viciously looked at Qin Yang. "This is not over!"

Qin Yang's eyes slightly narrowed and there was a dangerous glint in them. "Are you surer?"

Zhang Bin wiped away the blood from his nose. "Y-you think I'll give in just because they beat me up? Let me tell you, if I don't make you kneel in front of me, then it's not over!"

Qin Yang stood up abruptly, grabbed Zhang Bin's collar with his left hand and pushed Zhang Bin against the sofa. Then, he slapped Zhang Bin using his right hand.

Slap!

"It's not over, right?"

Zhang Bin was stunned by this fierce slap and felt a buzz in his head. He subconsciously replied, "Of course..."

Qin Yang slapped him again before Zhang Bin had even finished speaking,

Slap!

"You still wanna make trouble, right?"

"Kill me if you can!"

Slap!

"You think no one can beat you, right?"

 "I…"

Slap!

"You think only you can bully others, right?"

 "You…"

...

As Zhang Bin was slapped over and over again, his face turned swollen like a pig's head with blood coming down his nose. It was a miserable scene to look at.

In the beginning, he still refused to admit defeat because of his anger but after getting slapped continuously, his body could not take it anymore.

"Stop it, I'm sorry!"

"Please, don't hit me, I surrender. I will never trouble you again. I was wrong..."

"Forgive me, please!"

Zhang Bin's snot and tears were all over his face as he cried for mercy. He was no longer as arrogant as before.

Qin Yang loosened his hand and Zhang Bin fell on the sofa. Zhang Bin curled up his body and covered his face with his hands. Qin Yang pulled out two paper towels from the table and wiped off the blood that was on his hands.

"That's all for now. If you're not convinced, then you can come back for more. But I'll say it once again: do so at your own risk!"

Qin Yang didn't bother looking at Zhang Bin who was on the sofa. He threw the paper towel on the ground, turned around, and left.

Although he looked really fierce while slapping Zhang Bin just now, Qin Yang actually didn't use much strength. It would cause immense pain but Zhang Bin wouldn't suffer any major injuries. If Qin Yang really wanted to hit him, a slap would have probably been enough to kill Zhang Bin.

If Zhang Bin had confessed after being beaten by Liu An, maybe Qin Yang would have forgiven him. However, he was being stubborn, so it's not right if Qin Yang didn't teach him a lesson or two.

'Only you are allowed to beat others, but the others cannot beat you?'

'What kind of logic is this?'

'Seriously?!'

Qin Yang turned around and as he was walking back, he noticed that He Tianfeng, Sun Xiaodong, and the rest were all looking at him in admiration while some of the girls were trying to avoid eye contact with him. It seems like his actions had scared them.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Relax, I'm not a violent man. I actually hate fighting..."