I only heard the red-faced man scolding again: "If you can't sing, get out of here, change to another singer, your voice makes me sick to listen to!"

This is clearly talking nonsense with her eyes open in broad daylight, and this singer's voice can't be found better in ten villages and eight stores.

He must have something up his mind!

At this moment, the manager of the hotel heard the sound and ran out, the manager was a decent person, he looked more like a foreigner, he must have foreign blood.

I only heard him smile and say, "I'm really embarrassed, maybe you don't like her singing voice, I'll change you to another singer!"

The red-faced man didn't nod or shake his head, but suddenly stretched out a kick and kicked the manager in the stomach, and the manager staggered back a few steps, and finally smashed the table and chair behind him, fell down together, and then spat blood from his mouth.

At this time, there were two more fierce and vicious men beside the drunken red-faced man, he looked at the brothers on both sides, and then said arrogantly: "Who wants you to meddle in your business?" Then he looked at the singer again, his eyes rolled and said, "I don't sing very well, but this figure is still good, I will forgive you for a glass of wine with my brother, otherwise I will make you look good!"

Obviously, he didn't think her songs were bad, but he fell in love with her!

When the singer heard this, she just stepped back in a panic and replied: "I'm a singer, I never accompany wine, you want to accompany the wine, go find the wine girl over there!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was slapped in the face.

The red-faced man said rampantly: "Give you a face, my brother invites you to drink because he looks up to you, honestly follow me, otherwise I will make you look good." ”

When Yunmo saw it, he couldn't help but pat the table and said, "It's too rampant!"

Wang Tiantian looked at her at this time, looked up and down, and smiled disdainfully: "Yunmo, you are a policeman, you can't ignore this kind of thing!"

Yunmo had long known that Wang Tiantian would come to this trick, but she couldn't care about it, so she stood up and walked towards the drunken red-faced man.

Ye Han's eyes grunted around, Huo Ran stood up, grabbed Yunmo's hand, and then stared at Wang Tiantian, and said, "Why bother my wife with this kind of trivial matter, I can easily solve it alone." ”

Wang Tiantian squinted at Ye Han and said, "Yes, handsome guy, don't be reckless!" Yunmo is also a little police flower who graduated from the First Public Security University of Huaxia Country, but you have practiced martial arts, you are an ordinary little doctor......" She looked at Hei Yunkun again, as if she wanted to ask Hei Yunkun to laugh with her.

Ye Han smiled: "Don't worry, you can just keep your eyes open and look at it!" Then, he put his mouth to Yun Mo's ear and whispered, "After a while, if I do anything excessive with that singer, you will run over and scold me, how spicy and spicy you are!"

After he finished speaking, he let go of Yunmo's hand and walked towards the song platform in the center of the bar.

Yunmo sat on the sofa as if he didn't understand, frowning, as if he was speculating about what Ye Han had just said.

Wang Tiantian seemed to see her indifferent, and asked curiously: "Are you so relieved that your boyfriend is going to die?

Yun Mo glanced at Wang Tiantian and said with a faint smile: "Death?" I'm afraid that his dictionary doesn't have this dead word." Hmph!"

"Hum" coquettish, revealing the color of pride and confidence,

Wang Tiantian didn't seem to believe it, and asked, "It seems that you are very confident in your boyfriend, could it be that he has studied martial arts?"

Yunmo smiled and said, "I'm afraid no one who has studied martial arts will be better than him!"

"Oh?" Wang Tiantian didn't believe it, her eyes stared at Ye Han's departing back for a moment, she must watch this upcoming show seriously!

The singer had been forced into the corner of the stage, and it seemed that there was no way back, her face was full of tears and fear.

The drunken red-faced man had already called the two brothers to lock her arms, and suddenly from the ceiling, the singer's mournful voice for help was heard.

Although her voice is sad, it is soul-shattering, and no one dares to say that her singing voice is not good enough. Those who say that her singing voice is not good are either stupid or deaf, or they have other thoughts about her.

The red-faced man's face was reddening, saliva was already flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were shining, staring straight at the singer's most seductive place.

It seemed that he could no longer hold it, so he slowly stretched out his fat groping hand, which was also as red as fire, and touched it towards the singer's breasts.

His face howled like a pig, "Don't worry, brother, I'll let you enjoy it!"

At the moment when his fingers were about to touch the singer's breast, a thick hand had ghostly grabbed his arm and lifted him up.

The red-faced man tried to break free, but found that he couldn't move, and even felt that his hands couldn't be used at all.

Obviously, the places where he was able to make his strength were locked by this strong palm.

He turned his head suddenly, his eyes bulging angrily, staring at Ye Han, and scolded loudly: "Who the are you?"

Ye Han smiled: "Your uncle!"

The red-faced man's pupils seemed to be shrinking, and he said viciously: "Stinky cub, dare to spoil your grandfather's good deeds, are you tired of living?"

Ye Han kept laughing, but he didn't say anything, his left hand pinched the strong man's right arm and gurgled, and finally only heard a crisp sound of "bang", and the man's elbow fell off like a pulley.

The forearm and upper arm were thus separated, but the man did not feel much pain, probably because of the drunkenness, which caused all his nerves to seem to be paralyzed.

Ye Han twisted his brows, about to wake up the man, so his left hand quickly let go and grabbed his collar.

Everyone only saw the man's right arm swaying in the air, and the man slowly raised it, and said with a stupid smile: "Why is my hand gone?"

The corners of Ye Han's mouth twitched, and he didn't say much, but picked up his other palm and jerked it towards the red-faced man's face.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

Everyone in the bar was silent, and only the crisp sound of Ye Han slapping the red-faced man echoed in the air.

The sound is pleasant, lingering in the air, continuous.

In the eyes of others, the sound of the wicked being beaten, no matter how ugly, is in a sense good.

Everyone was already stunned, because whether it was a fight or a slap in the face, it was a hard work.

And Ye Han stood there for a full minute, some people like to count, and secretly calculated in their hearts that Ye Han had left a hundred palm prints on the man's face.

In the end, Ye Han kicked him violently, directly kicking the red-faced man a few meters away.

By the time his two brothers lifted him up again, his face was swollen to the point of not being human, and his already reddened face had turned purple and was still oozing blood.

The red-faced man seemed to have been woken up, covered his mouth and cried mournfully: "It hurts Lao Tzu to death, fuck, you two give it to me, beat him to death." ”

His two brothers stood up suddenly, one had a nose like an eagle, the other had high cheeks, and his sharp eyes were waiting for Ye Han aggressively, and then he rushed towards Ye Han.

Ye Han didn't look at them, his eyes kept staring at the singer.

The wind was howling, Ye Han's ears were moving, and then he stretched out a punch and kicked it sideways, and finally the two of them also staggered to the ground.

At this time, Ye Han turned his head and was about to speak, he himself was a man of many words, but in order to perform in front of Wang Tiantian, he deliberately pretended to be a fierce man who didn't talk much.

I only heard him say lightly: "Do you know why I whipped you a hundred times?"

The red-faced man looked at him viciously, saying nothing, as if his lips could no longer be opened.

Ye Han replied domineeringly: "Because you just smoked this girl, in return, I will whip you a hundred times, such a deal, is it a good deal?"

The red-faced man's eyes were suddenly bloodshot with anger, as if admitting that the deal was not worth it, but he still didn't dare to say anything.

At this time, the man with high cheeks slowly stood up, wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and said to Ye Han slightly kindly: "You dare to beat us, do you know who we are?"

Ye Han was still listening.

The man continued: "Listen, I am Long Qi's man, and no one in Zhichuan Town dares to be so rampant with us. ”

As soon as Ye Han heard the word Long Qi, the anger in his heart couldn't be suppressed, they probably didn't know that Long Qi had been imprisoned, he smiled sadly: "Then do you know who I am?"

The man didn't speak, but listened carefully.

Ye Han treacherously picked the corners of his mouth, then walked to the stage, picked up the microphone, and said loudly: "Listen to me, a member of the Galaxy Squadron of the Huaxia National University of Defense Technology, a wild leopard, has killed five hundred and thirty-seven armed drug traffickers in the frontier. And your eldest brother Long Qi has already been beaten up by me and sent to prison! Now he is probably still crying in prison looking for his mother!"

With that, he jumped off the stage and looked at the man coldly.

The voice was endless, echoing in everyone's minds, in the man's mind, and in Wang Tiantian and Hei Yunkun's minds, for a long time.

The man took a small step back before he asked in a trembling voice, "You...... Are you Ye Han?"

Ye Han finally nodded and said, "You actually recognize my name?"

The man said in a trembling voice: "As a person under Long Qi's hands, he naturally knows Ye Han, in the battle outside Qiling Middle School, Ye Han can almost be said to be famous. ”

Ye Han nodded and exclaimed, "Good boy, a little knowledge!"

The man continued, "Did you really kill five hundred and thirty-seven people?"

Ye Han asked rhetorically, "Do you think what I said is false?"

His tone convinces anyone that what he says must be true.