Four bottles of wine, two bottles per person, after drinking, Qiu Jing's stomach was burning, her cheeks were flushed, her legs began to weaken, and even the steps under her feet gradually lost their foundation.

Mu Ziqian's people who rolled over on the occasion, these wines were still within the range of his bearing, but they still had some impact.

Suddenly, a thought crossed his mind, that the woman was worried about him, so she had come to share another drink with him.

Mu Ziqian turned his face slightly sideways, looking at the woman who was already swaying slightly, he saw her leaning back, wrapping her long arms around her waist, holding the back of the person steady, and letting her sit on the chair.

He exhaled a strong smell of wine and said, "Sit down for a while, and I'll take you home." ”

Qiu Jing looked at him drunkenly, everything in front of her began to spin, she had never drunk so much wine in her life, and today she made an exception.

Mu Ziqian stood up and looked at Li Bo, "Li Bo, those two items will be omitted after that." I can't play Duan V to you in front of you and your brother, you just want to give Duan Lao Wu an air and ask for face. I came alone today to give you a chance to fight for this breath. Let's just start fighting, ten people, I won all of them, how about you let me and my wife go?"

He didn't call him Boss Li, he called him by his name, when Mu Ziqian called a person's name, it meant that he was very angry, and the others didn't know, Li Bo understood.

Duan Lao Wu had been angry for a long time, and now when he saw Mu Ziqian, he really wanted to shoot him down, but the forces behind him were not something he could offend, and he roared all over again, "Then what if you lose?"

The corners of Mu Ziqian's lips hooked, and he smiled wildly, with a drunken feeling, and he smiled extraordinarily.

"Impossible!"

His voice is impossible for anyone to imitate, so unruly, so determined, people are jealous of his pride and self-confidence.

"Okay, I see if you can walk out of the stage alive today!" Duan Lao Wu said fiercely.

Qiu Jinghao saw the people in front of her rushing in the other direction like flowing water, and Mu Ziqian helped her lean against a sofa under the stage.

Taking off his suit and covering the woman, he knelt on one knee, stroked her crimson cheeks, and said with a soft and warm gaze: "Wife, I've bothered you." ”

Qiu Jinghao's gaze had been dimmed by alcohol, and a stupid smile appeared on her face, "You can come, in fact, I have caused you trouble." ”

She heard from that group of people that Li Bo had long had a relationship with Mu Ziqian, and the two of them were incompatible, but they also restrained each other, each wanted to kill the other, but they had no chance, and today Mu Ziqian came here alone, which is equivalent to giving Li Bo a chance.

To come was to die, but he still came, with only one purpose, to save her.

Qiu Jing said that she was not moved, it was a lie, he even gave up his life for her, she was not moved, it was really hard-hearted.

Her words made Mu Ziqian smile, and suddenly felt that the strength of the wine came up again, making him a little floating.

In the ring, ten people were strong and fierce, and Qiu Jing knew in her heart that where was Le Yile's business, this was to kill Mu Ziqian.

I don't know if it's alcohol or what, her eyes were blurred by the mist of water, Mu Ziqian stared at the woman's eyes for a while, he couldn't see her crying the most, but now he was happy for these tears.

Qiu Jinghao's eyes locked on the person in front of her, "Ziqian, don't go"

Her voice was trembling, the wine in her chest seemed to be boiling upward, she frowned, and Mu Ziqian smoothed the woman's eyebrows with his fingertips.

"Wife, don't be afraid, and don't cry. ”

Qiu Jing bit her lip fiercely, her shoulders trembled, he couldn't cry, she raised her head and poured back her tears.

When he looked directly at Mu Ziqian again, it was the same iceberg face again, except for the glamorous camel red, Qiu Jing was still Qiu Jing.

Mu Ziqian nodded with satisfaction, and his big palm covered the woman's face, "This is my Mu Ziqian's woman." ”

When the words fell, the person got up and left in front of her eyes, Qiu Jing looked at the man's back, and the hand holding the man's suit slowly tightened, as if hugging him.

On the side of the ring, all the people gathered were from the Sanhe Society, and Li Bo was sitting on the sofa, hugging left and right, měi nǚ feeding, he watched the play leisurely, waiting for Mu Ziqian to die in the ring.

Qiu Jing shook her head to gather her scattered gaze, and she saw Duan Lao Wu's figure in the ring, he disappeared among the others, and smiled dangerously and fiercely.

She secretly said that it was not good, this person would definitely do something black.

"Ziqian" Qiu Jinghao suddenly shouted, the man who had just stepped into the ring turned around, his deep gaze fell on her, and Qiu Jinghao shouted again: "Be careful!"

She had been speaking softly, and with this unprecedented roar, her whole body gasped for breath.

Mu Ziqian looked at her, and a warm smile spread across the corners of his lips

He winked at her, turned and stepped into the ring.

The red and blue fence straps dangled in her vision, and one step away, he went to hell, and her heart fell into his net.

Mu Ziqian walked into the ring, and the people in the audience were holding the slogan of the Three Rivers Society on one side, while Mu Ziqian, who was standing in a group of people, was like an arrogant trapped beast.

The ten thugs were muscular, fully equipped with protective gear, and wore Muay Thai gloves on their hands, while Mu Ziqian, on the other hand, his white shirt and shell niǔ kòu were untied by him, and his bony hands rolled up the cuffs one by one to the forearms, and they were tidied up, the lower trousers were straight and slender, and the leather shoes were shiny and spotless.

His elegance was incompatible with their ferocity.

But Mu Ziqian's eyes are unforgettable, like a falcon full of sharp light, he is proud of the group of people opposite, his face is not shocked, his lips are tightly pursed, stretching out an unstoppable arc, and his hand is clenched in mid-air, as if in the joint.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted: "Go"

Under an order, ten people rushed towards Mu Ziqian like a hungry wolf, he was one against ten, while punching, while avoiding the fist that swung towards him, under a scuffle, the other party fell four, and all four of them concentrated on the vital point.

In this case, Mu Ziqian will definitely not be soft, so the four people who were carried down were basically in a coma, and one of them had his head protector opened, and the eyebrow bone of the injured person was opened, and a drop of blood was shed.

If it weren't for the two bottles of wine before, I'm afraid he would have punched faster and ended up with more people in the first round.

Qiu Jing's good-looking heart was shocked, and the hand holding the suit became tighter and tighter, and she didn't even feel her teeth chattering, making a small gnashing sound.

Duan Lao Wu had been in the crowd not far away, and tentatively gave Mu Ziqian a move, but he saw through it, blocked it back and gave him a few heavy punches.

Among the remaining six people, two of them were very difficult, and their fists were ruthless and accurate, and Mu Ziqian's jaw, chest, waist and abdomen were punched a few times by them, and now there was a smell of blood in his mouth.

Suddenly, another round of onslaught began, Mu Ziqian was tired of coping, but Duan Lao Wu took advantage of the situation, his left hand was broken, the prosthetic leg he pretended, and the hard iron fist hit his eyebrow bone, and suddenly the skin and flesh bloomed, the blood flowed, and the white shirt was instantly stained red with blood, and Qiu Jing was kind enough to hang up.

Mu Ziqian's eyes were blurred, and his vision was red with blood, he found the right time to solve three more, and at this time, there were three people left in the ring, Duan Lao Wujia, and the two ruthless characters.

The thug in red clothes hit him like a raindrop of fists, Mu Ziqian was hindered by his vision, and he was punched a few times, and the person fell towards the guardrail.

The moment it was pasted, the people of the Sanhe Society had black hands and kicked Mu Ziqian on the back, Qiu Jinghao's eyes were red, he picked up the chair at hand, rushed towards them, and shouted loudly: "Get out of here, don't touch him, don't beat him, get out."

Her hand holding the chair was trembling, and she smashed it towards the hand that hit Mu Ziqian, the crowd was scattered by her, Qiu Jinghao turned her back to the ring, glaring at the group of people, her hair was messy at that time, and she was angry like a lioness.

Mu Ziqian stood in the ring, sniffed, and when he turned around, he saw her slender back, she was defending him, and he smiled.

Raising his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiling like a god of death coming out of hell, Mu Ziqian's eyes were obviously the same as before, bloodthirsty, excited, and cruel.

Qiu Jing didn't look back, she held a chair and stared at the person in front of her, her angry eyes clearly said: No one is allowed to approach! Whoever dares to come up, I will kill you!

Someone on the stage was knocked to the ground again, Qiu Jing sighed in her heart, but it was from the Mikawa Society that was carried down, and her heart was relieved.

How could Duan Lao Wu let go of this opportunity, and even made up his mind in his heart, as long as Mu Ziqian came today, he would never let him leave here alive. Thinking of this, the force of his attack was heavier, the fist that hit Mu Ziqian's body was even harder, and the other big hand cooperated with Duan Lao Wu, and after a few blows, both sides were defeated.

Mu Ziqian leaned on the guardrail on Qiu Jinghao's side and gasped slightly, while Duan Lao Wu pinched his painful wrist, the prosthetic junction had just been hit by Mu Ziqian several times, and his wrist was already oozing blood.

The thug suddenly exerted his strength, rushed towards Mu Ziqian, and hit him with a heavy punch on the center of his eyebrows, the audience exclaimed, and their excited eyes gathered on the stage, Qiu Jinghao saw the joy of victory on their faces, but her heart sank to the bottom.

She didn't look at it, but she took information from their faces, and Mu Ziqian was now at a disadvantage.

Duan Lao Wu made a yin move and hit Mu Ziqian's other eye, he dodged his head, but was hit on the temple by an iron fist, and the person was stunned, but he still remembered the position of the thug, grabbed the opponent's neck, twisted around, and threw the person to the ground, and hit him in the face with two heavy punches, and the person fainted.

The last thug was dragged away, and Duan Lao Wu and Mu Ziqian were left in the ring, one-on-one, which seemed fair, but Mu Ziqian's body was even torn from panting, his white shirt had been dyed bloody, and his forehead and sideburns were dripping with sweat.

Duan Lao Wu put the iron fist behind her back and pressed the mechanism, but the faint metal sound did not escape Qiu Jinghao's ears, she subconsciously turned her head and saw the iron fist pop out of the sharp tip of the knife, and in the next second, Duan Lao Wu rushed towards Mu Ziqian at great speed, shouting, "Ah!" Qiu Jinghao's eyes were big, and her heart was crumpled in shock.

Between the lightning and flint, the iron fist hit Mu Ziqian's chest, and Qiu Jing snorted sullenly, "No"