"Is it your little white-faced woman who moved me?" He grabbed Qiu Xuming's skirt and pointed his chest hard. "Do you know where the stinky man who touched my woman is now?"

"hiccup!"

Qiu Xuming did not take it seriously. He sneered coldly and raised his lips: "Where is the stinky man who touched your woman now?"

"Oh? Are you brave, boy?

The big man smiled gloomily and his fat face trembled.

Qiu Xuming felt sick as he watched the fat man with a shiny face and no need to laugh.

If circumstances permit, he will definitely spit him out now!

The crowd in the bar dared not come forward....