After hearing that, situ Jianfei's teeth were itchy, and then turned to stare at the three of them and said, "son of a bitch..." "What the fuck are you talking about! Dare to scold me! " The little flat head next to him was in a hurry. He picked up a beer bottle from the next table and smashed it at us. Situ Jianfei raised his arm to block the bottle and it was smashed. Situ Jianfei slowly put his arm down. I saw that the blood was dripping down his black and thin sleeve, and the blood was making his clothes dark. "Ah! bleeding! The hooligans hit people! Call...