Hot Pot Is Not Delicious

With two strong kicks, blood oozed from the corner of Stephen's mouth. He covered his belly and rolled on the ground in pain. "Wait... and see." "Wait and see? Do you know who I am?" Abdi squatted down on one knee, picked up his collar, and whispered in his ear, "I'm Abdi." Stephen's entire body froze on the spot. His eyes, which were not big, were widened and full of horror. "Abdi?" Before he could react, Abdi had already stood up again. Bang! Another kick. "Ah!" This kick seemed to be more fierce than the previous ones. Stephen directly let out a howl. Orva was so scared that she trembled. She hid behind me and closed her eyes. I was actually also very shocked. I didn't expect that the skinny and weak Abdi would attack so viciously. His kicks were fierce. Abdi took out a handkerchief, bent down and carefully wiped his shiny leather shoes. He threw it casually, and the handkerchief was thrown to Stephen's face. "Go back and tell Perry that she'd better run her gallery properly. If she