C1281 Injured or Dead

"Lin Fei, I will f * cking..." Chen Jian endured the pain. He suddenly raised a hand and pointed at Lin Fei, cursing.

However, he did not finish his words.

Puff!

Lin Fei poured a bottle of red wine on Chen Jian's head.

"So noisy!" Lin Fei said coldly.

How was that possible?

Everyone present felt as if their bodies had turned into ice sculptures