Hearing the comment from Zhan Qianqiu, Han Feng was also interested. "Tell me who that person is."
Just as Zhan Qiqnqiu was about to speak, there was a commotion on the other side, and they only saw a conflict on one side.
"Damn it! How dare you make trouble at my party? You're courting death!" Yue Xiaobing cursed angrily.
"Let me have a look." As soon as Zhan Qianqiu walked to the other side, Han Feng and Yue Xiaobing also walked over.
On the other side, a man grabbed Fatty Tang's collar angrily, and Fatty Tang just looked at him indifferently.
When the man was about to give Fatty Tang a punch, Fatty Tang casually knocked him into the swimming pool.
"Bastard!" A middle-aged man roared, "Brat, how dare you attack my master? You're courting death."
The man roared and rushed to Fatty Tang. But Fatty Tang continued to hit him into the swimming pool.
"What happened?" Zhan Qianqiu walked over and asked with a snort.
Fatty Tang looked at her and sneered, "What? Another helper?"