Liu Zixuan's words enraged Brother Niu. He couldn't afford to provoke the beauties, but that didn't mean he was afraid to provoke Liu Zixuan!
He immediately picked up a beer bottle: "Come on, don't let the woman shield you, if you've got the guts, stand up and fight me!"
"To handle you, do I even need to stand up?"
Liu Zixuan sneered, and with a swift flick of his toe, kicked an empty bottle straight at Brother Niu's most vital spot.
"Ouch!"
Brother Niu had been holding the beer bottle with a swaggering look, but with Liu Zixuan's sudden strike, he instantly switched from acting tough to clutching his groin, hunching over in pain.
Liu Zixuan's lips curled into a slight smile. Leaning forward slightly, he landed a right punch on the side of Brother Niu's face, sending him sprawling on the ground.
He casually picked up a cigarette from his lips, flicked the ash onto Brother Niu's head, and said playfully, "You're not in my league. If you want trouble, call your big brother!"
