Chapter 113: You Reap What You Sow!

"Bring it here!" Ye Feng extended his hand and said directly to Hu San.

"Bring what?" Hu San didn't catch on at first, but when he did, he exploded with rage:

"Fuck! You actually dare to play me!!!"

Only then did Hu San realize, Ye Feng had been too brief, not just wanting compensation for his girlfriend's clothes, but demanding money.

A mere bumpkin daring to ask him for money, wasn't that courting death?

Thinking this, Hu San was nearly bursting with fury, fiercely glaring at Ye Feng, he grabbed a stool by his side and hurled it at him.

But before his stool could fly out, the stool in Ye Feng's hands had already fiercely smashed onto his head.

Bang!

The solid wood stool instantly burst apart, turning into a heap of wood, while Hu San's head burst like a fountain, with bright red blood gushing out.

Ah...

Hu San only felt a dizzy spell in his head, followed by a surge of excruciating pain, as he clutched his head and wailed incessantly.