Originally, Zhu Bufan didn't plan to make another move. He'd just kicked the blond guy as a warning, but the tough guy was clueless and kept blabbering on.
So you shouldn't be hitting anyone? Who the hell should be hit then?
He threw a punch.
The tough guy was knocked out cold.
A few other blond guys watched as their big brother was punched into unconsciousness.
They didn't dare to stick around any longer.
The next moment.
In less than ten seconds, those punks had all run out of sight.
And the bystanders around, witnessing the scene, gradually scattered away too.
Watching the blond punks running off and the tough guy knocked out by himself, Zhu Bufan also left the place.
As for the girl, she was just standing there, stunned.
Returning to the rental, the woman Liu Yanran was surprisingly not at home.
Zhu Bufan didn't bother with it.
The next moment, Zhu Bufan packed up his stuff.
He was preparing to go somewhere.
According to the memories in his head and what he felt,
