The pungent perfume, the glittering light, the exposed snow-white skin, the dim smell of tobacco......

In this kind of confused fantasy, people are always accustomed to saying things that they think are awesome, such as I am richer than a certain world leader, and I have a vixen wife at home.

Or, which female star have I been into.

But sometimes if the joke is not appropriate, it will lead to death.

At this moment, on the TV on the wall, it is Ning Fei'er's song playing.

In the fresh MV, Ning Feier wears a white long dress fluttering like a fairy, with long hair reaching her waist, and a beautiful face, with her soft and moving singing voice, people can't help but be obsessed with it.

The man in the T-shirt is very strong, with a dragon tattoo on his arm, and his flesh and bones bulge, and he looks like a good fighter.

He hugged the woman who was singing, spit a cigarette in his mouth, pointed to Ning Fei'er on the TV, smacked his lips and said, "What a diva and a jade girl, isn't she just a woman, lying on the bed is not for a man to do!"

"Brother Han, there are also women of three, six, nine and so on, but they are phoenixes in the sky, and it is impossible to compare with this group of pheasants. ”

A little boy next to him said with a smile.

When the woman in the box heard this, her face was a little unnatural, but she didn't dare to refute it, after all, the other party's analogy was quite vivid.

Compared with Ning Fei'er, who is high above, they are indeed a flock of pheasants.

"Phoenix, Lao Tzu is a dragon, turn to a phoenix!" Brother Han became more and more drunk, and boasted more and more, "Lao Tzu has never been to any woman, a Ning Fei'er is a fart." ”

"It seems that you are Ning Fei'er in a dream. A person next to him said.

Brother Han laughed and pointed at the man's nose: "Those who know me, Brother Wang is also." Lao Tzu really her in a dream. ”

When the people around heard this, they burst into laughter.

The people who really thought that this guy had been in Ning Fei'er before also shook their heads speechlessly at this moment.

Li Shao slapped the table and scolded with a smile: "I'll just say, you kid always likes to brag, so what is Ning Fei'er's identity, that is, you can't lick a toe in your ten lifetimes." You're just having a good time in your dreams. ”

Brother Han kissed the girl in his arms and said with a smile:

"What's wrong with having fun in your dreams? That's a blessing. You don't experience that kind of taste, that Ning Fei'er is soft, she can pose in any pose, Lao Tzu did her crying father-"

"Whoa!"

Suddenly, a wine bottle fell on Brother Han's head.

The beer bottle shattered to the ground, leaving a piercing blood mark on Brother Han's head, and the girl in his arms screamed in fright, her face was extremely pale, and she hid aside.

The people around who were laughing and having fun were also stunned.

For a while, no one in the entire box made a sound except for the music, and they were stunned and at a loss for what happened suddenly.

Brother Han touched his head, saw the blood stains on his hands, and after being stunned for a few seconds, his face instantly turned blue, and he scolded angrily: "What the hell, it's the wine bottle thrown by that bastard, I don't want to live!"

Click!

The music coming out of the speakers also stopped suddenly.

Everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look, but it was Qin Yang who turned off the music.

Qin Yang picked up a tissue and wiped his hands, sat down in front of Brother Han, and said lightly: "Why bother, isn't it over drinking your own wine and singing your own songs, why bother to humiliate someone who has nothing to do with you." ”

"Did you hit it?"

Brother Han said with a gloomy face.

Zhang Xiaochan covered her red lips and subconsciously wanted to pull Qin Yang up, but was stopped by Sister Tong.

That Brother Han is the underground big brother of this generation, second only to Boss Xu in status, Qin Yang provoked him, undoubtedly killed himself, no one in this box can save him.

"Did I hit you, you're blind?"

Qin Yang said lightly.

Brother Han stared at him, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly smiled: "It turned out to be a fan of Ning Fei'er, what's the matter, Lao Tzu insulted your idol, you brainless fan is excited!"

Subconsciously, Brother Han thought that Qin Yang was a fan of Ning Fei'er, and others thought so too.

After all, Ning Fei'er's fan base is very large, even if she has retired from the music industry for a long time, there are still many die-hard fans. Some fans have a deep love for idols, and it is not surprising that they see others humiliated and do something impulsive.

Li Shao flicked the cigarette in his hand, shook his head with a sneer, and muttered, "Sling, it's really sad." ”

He looked at Zhang Xiaochan next to him, spread his hands and said: "Xiaochan, you fellow is very awesome, even Brother Han dares to fight, do you say to keep him one leg or one arm." ”

Zhang Xiaochan's little face was extremely white.

Of course, she knew how much energy Brother Han had, and if someone insulted him on weekdays, she might break her hands and feet, let alone throw a beer bottle on his head.

If it was someone else, she would naturally not be nosy, but Qin Yang was her former big brother after all, and she brought it over, if something went wrong, it would be difficult to explain to Ning Xiuxin and his wife.

Zhang Xiaochan squeezed out a flattering smile and said to Brother Han: "Brother Han, my friend is a little hot in chasing stars, I apologize to you on his behalf, I'm really sorry." ”

The woman who gave the pill before also hurriedly persuaded: "Brother Han, the young man is not sensible, you have a lot of adults, don't take it to heart." ”

"What's the matter with your bunch of chickens, get out of here!"

Brother Han said coldly.

Zhang Xiaochan and the woman's faces were blue and red, and they were extremely embarrassed.

Zhang Xiaochan gritted her silver teeth, picked up the tissue on the table and wanted to walk over to help the other party wipe the blood on her face, but was pushed away by Brother Han.

Brother Han straightened up, stared at Qin Yang and said, "Ning Fei'er is your idol?"

"I'm a wife. Qin Yang replied.

Brother Han was stunned.

The others also looked strange and held back their laughter.

Li Shao squirted out the wine in his mouth, but he covered his stomach and laughed: "This fan is really crazy now, he has already fantasized about making the idol his wife, no wonder he is so angry." ”

Brother Han licked the blood that flowed to the corners of his lips, and said coldly: "It's your wife, right? Okay, Lao Tzu should be your wife." But what, even if it's really your wife, I can do it if I want—"

"Whoa!"

Qin Yang was expressionless, picked up a bottle of beer on the table, and smashed it again.

Brother Han's head bloomed, and another blood-colored long line slowly flowed down his forehead.

Everyone was shocked, looking at Qin Yang's indifferent expression, no one dared to stop him, and they just watched in a daze for a while.

"What the hell—"

Brother Han finally broke out, and he also picked up the wine bottle next to him to teach this young man a good lesson.

As a result, before he could get up, he had a sharp pain in his palm.

But it was Qin Yang who stabbed half of the beer bottle into it, and the red slowly twisted, and the thick red blood gushed out, staining the entire table red, and Brother Han broke out in a cold sweat in pain, but he gritted his teeth and didn't scream.

Burst!

Qin Yang's wrist was slightly forced, and half of the wine bottle directly pierced Brother Han's palm and nailed it to the table.

The howl like killing a pig finally came out of Brother Han's mouth.

(End of chapter)