The light in the dance hall is dim, and the neon lights are colorful, constantly switching colors and spinning.

If you drink alcohol, it is easy to make people feel dizzy, but because of the atmosphere of this environment, the people on the dance floor twisting their waists and swaying are more and more excited.

Ye Chengze and Wei Zhijun sat in the corner on the edge of the dance floor, with a dozen or twenty beer bottles on the table.

After two games, no matter how good the amount of alcohol they had, they were all a little drunk.

Of course, this does not include Ye Chengze, since he lost his sense of taste, he seems to be immune to alcohol, and no matter how much he drinks, he will not get drunk.

It's just that my eyes are a little uncomfortable because of the light above my head, my head is leaning on the sofa, my hand is in front of my forehead, and my eyes are squinting as if I am taking a nap.

Chen Weijian shouted Wei Zhijun and Zhong Hanxin to dance, and the brothers had to relax once, so they had to indulge in it.

Ye Chengze doesn't like crowding people on the dance floor and having physical contact with strangers, waving his hand to let them play.

Zhang Gaoyong was afraid of rubbing the fat powder of other women, and when he went back, his wife Li Qianqian had to be anxious with him, and he didn't dare to play.

Chen Weijian scolded the two of them for being sick, and didn't care, and went with Wei Zhijun and the prospective groom Zhong Hanxin, who was about to get rid of the single, and twisted his waist and hips.

If you drink too much, you have to go to the toilet!

Wei Zhijun twisted for a while, walked out of the dance floor, told his buddy to go to the toilet, asked the waiter for the location, and looked for it alone.

Sometimes things are just such a coincidence, Wei Zhijun had already walked past the bar, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

He endured the internal rush and retreated, only to see his girlfriend Chen Xinlan, sitting on the lap of a little white face, and the two of them were drinking a glass of wine.

Between the lightning and flint, there was a wave of anger rushing straight to the brain!

A pair of eyes that were slightly misty because of the smell of alcohol suddenly turned red, as if they were going to eat people, clenched their fists, and rushed forward without saying a word.

The smile on Chen Xinlan's face had not subsided, and she only felt that one arm was pinched hard and then pulled to stand up.

Before she could see the man's face clearly, she saw the shadow of the fist flash, bringing a storm and slamming it on He Zhenyu's handsome face.

Burst~

A mouthful of transparent liquid squirted out of He Zhenyu's mouth, it should be wine, and then it was a second punch that smashed down, this time, it was blood that squirted out, and it was two teeth that drew a parabola in the air.

connected the two fists, and He Zhenyu was directly beaten to the ground.

"Ah......h

Chen Xinlan exclaimed in surprise and took a few steps back, but when Wei Zhijun turned his head to see each other's faces clearly, the fear on her face immediately turned into anger.

A few steps forward, the slender and white palm hit Wei Zhijun's face hard, and scolded in a trembling voice: "What are you crazy about?"

After scolding, Chen Xinlan ran to He Zhenyu and helped the waiter to help him up.

"Mr. He, are you alright?"

Chen Xinlan had something faintly sinking in her heart, but she didn't have time to think too much about it at this time, so she had to be appeased by He Zhenyu, who was inexplicably beaten.

He Zhenyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with one hand, but his eyes glared at Wei Zhijun and scolded: "You dare to beat Lao Tzu, don't think about this matter today." ”

After speaking, he called the bartender to come in and asked them to catch Wei Zhijun.

"Mr. He, this is a misunderstanding, Mr. He......" Chen Xinlan wanted to explain something, but was pulled by Wei Zhijun.

"Chen Xinlan, what is your relationship with him, you explain it to me clearly. ”

Wei Zhijun's face was painful, He Zhenyu, this bastard, first pried the corner of his good brother, but this time he actually dared to touch his Xinlan, he didn't want to be kind to this matter......