Pei Yansi fiercely punched Chen Wenzhou, raising his fist high, just as his fist was about to hit Chen Wenzhou again, a scold came from behind.
"Brother Yan Si, what are you doing? Stop it right now!" Chen Ling Meng controlled her wheelchair in a flustered rush, pulling Pei Yansi's hand away, she looked up and stared at him with eyes full of accusation.
"Brother Yan Si, how could you beat up my brother like this?" Chen Ling Meng gazed at Chen Wenzhou with distress, his mouth was already bleeding from a split lip.
The punch didn't wake Chen Wenzhou up, instead, it confused him even more, he wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and actually let out a laugh.
Chen Wenzhou looked up at the angry Pei Yansi and tugged at the corner of his sore mouth.
"Pei Yansi, do you know what you look like right now? You look like a bull in the Colosseum!"
