"One life per hair?"
Many people shivered upon hearing these words.
Looking again at the ashtray that had turned into powder, everyone couldn't help but shiver, taking in cold breaths in secret.
Having just witnessed Lin Tian's decisive and ruthless actions, now seeing him crush the ashtray, only a few people still doubted his words.
This row was bound to cause serious trouble!
Chen Goorong's face began to show signs of anxiety.
Lin Tian was formidable, but if someone died, no matter how formidable, it would be useless. He would have to go to jail!
Watching Lin Tian leave the private room with a dark expression, she didn't dare to stop him.
Other people saw the ashtray, as hard as a hammer, turned into a pinch of dust and turned pale, unable to speak.
The three people like Lee Moyun who were kneeling and chugging beer all dropped their beers in fright, spilling them all over the floor.
To crush an ashtray with one hand—what kind of strength was that?
