Yang Tian's face changed. It's cold, it's bone chilling, and even the temperature in the air around it has dropped a little. He is still in the evil smile, smile very disdainful, smile of people's hearts produce fear.

when the big man noticed something wrong, Yang Tian suddenly waved the Hennessy bottle on the table and hit it on the big man's forehead.

"click..." Yang Tian's brute force was enough to weigh tens of thousands of Jin. He smashed the bottle angrily. Not only did the wine bottle break into glass slag, but the big man's head was like a transplanter, and he shrank ten centimeters into his body. He...