The young man felt light-headed and dizzy from the smash and almost collapsed to the floor.
The diners around them were also shocked by the sudden commotion.
Harold glared viciously at the young man whose head was drenched by his own blood and sneered, “Get lost, or I’ll break your leg!”
The young man held the wound on his head and growled, “Alright, tough guy, wait and see!”
Then, he ran out of the restaurant.
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