Provocation!
Clear, blatant provocation!
No one in the bar ever expected someone to so brazenly provoke the King's Bar's thugs.
The burly man who had been splashed in the face with alcohol froze for a moment, then immediately flew into a rage. "You little bastard, are you looking for death?"
They usually followed Li Bao around. Though their days weren't spent licking blood off the blade, if someone dared to cause trouble here, they definitely wouldn't hold back.
Without a word, he swung his fist at Ning Chengyuan.
However, before his fist could land on Ning Chengyuan's face, he was sent flying backward, crashing into several tables before coming to a stop.
A gasp of shock erupted.
They saw that in front of Ning Chengyuan, there was a black-skinned woman in tight clothing blocking the way.
The woman's right leg was still lifted in midair, coldly scanning the surroundings.
Everyone in the bar froze. Someone immediately shouted, "Damn, call for backup, get them!"
