Seeing the bloody head on the ground, the young man was instantly frightened and screamed strangely, and his whole body fell limply to the ground.
He stared at Zhou Xingxing with a pair of big eyes and was extremely frightened. His whole body was trembling, and his teeth were trembling when he spoke.
"Brother... Brother, I... Didn't see anything. You... Don't kill me."
"I have an eighty-year-old wife and son above me, and an old mother who is still studying below. I beg you to show your kindness...!"
The young man spoke incoherently, words that even confused him.
It is obvious that he misunderstood Zhou Xingxing as a cruel murderer. Zhou Xingxing was too lazy to defend himself. In this situation, he knew that explanations would be useless and would instead deepen the other party's misunderstanding.
"I'll kill you. Why don't you run away and be eaten as food while waiting for the menu?"
After saying that, he turned around and ran. After running a few steps, he turned around and found that the young man was still standing there, connecting emotionally with the head at his feet.
Without saying a word, Zhou Xingxing came back and slapped the young man on the face with a big mouth, and pulled him forward without caring whether he was conscious or not.
A huge roar came from behind him, and then the whole street shook violently.
