Xiao Yao's eyes directly passed the waiter and fell on the source of the voice. It was a young man who was definitely no more than 25,years old. His appearance was handsome, but his face was obviously a little morbidly pale. At first glance, it was obvious that he was over-drinking and s*x, and his face was full of the words "the rich second generation".
Beside the young man, there were three strong men. One of them was about Xiao Yao. He looked like a bodyguard and sat around the young man. He looked at Xiao Yao with a mocking expression.
Although Xiao Yao did not hate this kind of person, he did not like it in his heart. Moreover, the other party had now provoked him. It would be strange if Xiao Yao could endure it.
Xiao Yao was someone who had truly hovered between life and death. Ev
