"You can say so! I don't believe it!" Wang Tiejun's companions shouted.
"I drank this wine, and there's no difference. You're lying!"
Wang Tiejun had a violent temper. He slammed the table and shouted, "Tell your boss to come out. I'll talk to him. I'd like to see what he's up to. How dare he cheat us martial arts practitioners."
Many people around looked over at him with gloomy faces because they also ordered this kind of wine.
Zheng Lei, who had cupped his fists, stood up at this moment. He looked coldly at Wang Tiejun and the others and said in a harsh tone, "This is the property of the Zheng Family Boxing, and I'm the boss here. Is there anything wrong?"
"It's the Zheng Family's Punch!"
Suddenly, many people turned their heads away and did not dare to say anything.
