1192 Pretending to be drunk

Wenwen, what is your identity?" Ye Xiaofan said with some curiosity.

"Hou Wu's secretary. Guan Wenwen said lightly.

"True identity!"

"A beautiful woman. ”

“......”

Ye Xiaofan felt that he was usually quite shameless, and today he finally saw a woman who could be comparable to him.

"Pan Xing is a patrol, you stay by Hou Wu's side for another purpose, even if you don't say it, I can guess a thing or two. Ye Xiaofan said with a smile.

Guan Wenwen's expression stiffened slightly, and she secretly looked at Ye Xiaofan, and after just one night of contact, she found that although Ye Xiaofan looked frivolous on the outside, he gave people a deep feeling of the city, and his mind was also very bright.

"Even if Pan Xing is a patrolman, can't I go to her to do some personal things?

Ye Xiaofan shook his head and said, "Pan Xing's character will never do that kind of thing, this spicy policewoman has made trouble for me before, and I still know a little bit about her." ”

"Do you suspect that I am a patrol?" Guan Wenwen put down her chopsticks, stared at Ye Xiaofan tightly, and said tentatively.

"No, I think you have a kind of gangsterism, which is very different from those who wear that clothes, forget it, since you don't want to say it, I don't bother to guess. ”

Ye Xiaofan no longer asked, curiosity is there, but sometimes curiosity kills cats, and he doesn't want to get to the bottom of the problem and force Guan Wenwen to be anxious.

After eating a meal, it was almost early in the morning, and both of them drank a lot of wine, but this slightly drunk feeling made Ye Xiaofan very comfortable, especially when a warm breeze blew, and there was a faint fragrance on Guan Wenwen's body beside him, Ye Xiaofan only felt like a small hand scratching on her, which made him itch in his heart.

Ye Xiaofan suddenly had a bad idea, and immediately covered his forehead and said, "Why are you so dizzy all of a sudden." ”

Guan Wenwen glanced at Ye Xiaofan, and when she saw that Ye Xiaofan was shaking badly, she immediately stepped forward to support him and said, "Is it because of the wind blowing after drinking?" ”

Ye Xiaofan pretended to be drunk and said, "It should be, no, I'm so dizzy!"

When the words fell, Ye Xiaofan's head fell directly towards Guan Wenwen, and Guan Wenwen subconsciously wanted to push it away, but Ye Xiaofan's body was like a mountain, and she couldn't shake it at all.

Ye Xiaofan's chair was on Guan Wenwen's shoulder, and a pair of thief eyes began to look around.

Guan Wenwen thought that Ye Xiaofan was really drunk, and she didn't notice those sinful little eyes at all, she hugged Ye Xiaofan vigorously and walked out the door.

"It's out!"

At this time, at a corner not far from the entrance of the hot pot restaurant, I saw Zhao Yingjun shouting to a group of gangsters behind him.

After being poured on his head by Guan Wenwen with a pot of hot tea, he immediately found a group of thugs, and deliberately went in to observe during the period, and found that Ye Xiaofan and Guan Wenwen had drunk a lot of wine, otherwise he would not dare to rashly find these people to attack Ye Xiaofan.

When several gangsters heard Zhao Yingjun's words, they took cigarettes in their mouths one by one, and their eyes fell directly on Guan Wenwen who was walking in the distance.

"This girl looks good!"

"It's really exciting!"

Uh-huh, the best, the best!"

Several people showed lewd smiles on their faces, whistled in their mouths, stared at Guan Wenwen with straight eyes, and swaggered over.

Guan Wenwen glanced at these gangsters with her spare eyes, because Ye Xiaofan was drunk, she was ready to take care of Ye Xiaofan first, and she didn't want to entangle with these people.

Who knew that these two gangsters stopped Guan Wenwen directly without knowing whether they were alive or dead, and one of them even stretched out his hand like Guan Wenwen's delicate face.

"Beauty, brother, I have a crush on you, come with me tonight!"

"Get out of here!" Guan Wenwen scolded coldly.

"Oops, isn't it spicy, my brother likes this. ”

"This guy next to you is already drunk like a dead pig, he must not be able to Manchu you at night, let's go with my brothers, I promise to make you happy, don't want it!"

Zhao Yingjun, who was hiding on the side, saw that a few hooligans didn't do anything for him, and began to tease Guan Wenwen, and suddenly rushed out angrily, "Hey, you guys have taken my money, hurry up and teach me a lesson about that bitch and the bastard next to her." ”

A few thugs looked at him greedily and smiled, "What's the hurry, aren't we going to teach that chick a lesson first, as for the man who is drunk like a dead pig, are you still afraid that you won't be able to beat him?"

Ye Xiaofan was still enjoying it, but when he saw Zhao Yingjun coming over with someone to find trouble, he suddenly burst out of anger.

Zhao Yingjun glanced at Ye Xiaofan, and immediately walked over, and was about to clench his fists to teach Ye Xiaofan a lesson, when he saw Ye Xiaofan move directly from Guan Wenwen's shoulder, and looked directly at him with a sharp look.

Zhao Yingjun was so frightened that he sat on the ground, hid behind a few gangsters and said, "Hurry up and stop him for me!"

The gangster glanced at Zhao Yingjun with disdain, and then looked at Ye Xiaofan with disdain, shaking a dagger in his hand, and sneered, "Phew, what are you looking at, staring at Lao Tzu like a fly, do you have an opinion?"

"Who's staring at you, are you?"

When the gangster heard this, he immediately twisted his face and scolded, "Why are you looking for death!"

When the words fell, he was about to make a move, who knew that Ye Xiaofan took the first step, pinched the gangster's down, and threw it directly to the ground with a flick of his wrist, and directly licked back the phlegm that he had just spit out.

This was followed by a flying leg and a kick under the thugs, and suddenly a howl came out.

"Come on, come on, I'll make you feel good!"

When the words fell, Ye Xiaofan directly took out a few more silver needles in his hand, his fingers were as fast as lightning, and a few silver needles went directly towards the bottom of the gangster.