Bad Premonition

"What is it?" Liam had a frown in his face and that made him look explicably dangerous. One could feel his killing intent even from afar except for the bald man himself, who was still spouting nonsense.

"Uh..oh.." Many people thought.

Those people who were watching understood that this was going to be something worth watching.

"What is it?" The bald man repeated in a drunken voice and leaned forward and kept his face just a few centimeter away from Liam's face.

"Ugh…" Liam let out a grunt and made a disgusted face when the stench of the alcohol wafted in his nose. It smelt like rotten shocks that had not been washed for ages.

The drunken man saw the look on his face and got even more triggered thinking that Liam was looking down on him.

"You son of a bitch…you dare make a face at me after almost killing me?" The man went on to grab the collar of Liam's shirt.