He Jinkun's birthday party was held in a bar.

As soon as the waiter at the door opened the door, Jian Haoyuan was overwhelmed by the strong and noisy sounds coming from the bar, and seeing the scene inside the bar, Jian Haoyuan thought that he had entered another world.

The bar was dark, with a faint purple glow from the light tubes under the walls, visible against the colorful lights that swirled from the ceiling. If it weren't for Jian Haoyuan's eyes, he wouldn't be able to see what this place looks like.

The whole bar was chartered by He Jinkun, the main hall is the size of a basketball court, and there is a semi-circular stage at the back, with a band playing guitar, drums, and singing on it. Under the stage, there was also a crowd of demons dancing, and men and women wearing very few clothes swayed against their bodies; Of course, there are some who don't come out to dance around, and they just drink from the booth seats in the bar.

And Jian Haoyuan was still with long sleeves and long pants at the moment, standing at the door a little stunned, out of place with the environment here.

Obviously, Jian Haoyuan, a person from ancient times, had a hard time accepting to play happily in such a place.

I thought it was a serious birthday party.

Near Zhu is red, close to ink is black, Jian Haoyuan feels that he and He Jinkun probably won't talk about one place, and they can be estranged in the future.

But it's all here, this is He Jinkun and the birthday of the crown, it's not good for him to just leave. Jian Haoyuan was about to give the gift to He Jinkun, and after congratulating him, he slipped away.

However, as soon as Jian Haoyuan entered the door, he could feel the curious gaze of many people in the bar.

Whether it is clothing or temperament, Jian Haoyuan is very different from everyone in the bar. This elegant young man seems to have strayed into the elves of the carnival hell, which makes people have an unclean desire to defile the elves.

Jian Haoyuan didn't expect Lu Minghui to be here, he was holding a tall glass, and the red wine in the glass complemented his gorgeous lip color.

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He Jinkun took precious photos of Jian Haoyuan's ruddy complexion and his eyes closed in his sleep from various angles, while crying and mourning, he opened the zipper below with his left hand, reached in and pinched it fiercely.

As soon as he was pinched below, He Jinkun's whole face wrinkled in pain, and then he cried in pain: "Damn, my father died of pain." ”

Why did I have to cut my bag ↑ skin qaq when my brain got into the water yesterday!?

He Jinkun pulled out his hand and glanced at Jian Haoyuan's underneath. Although it seems that there is no reaction now, Jian Haoyuan has clearly said that he wants to vent, so do you want to help?

When He Jinkun's hands couldn't help but stretch out, Jian Haoyuan's fingers moved, and then, his powerful fingers made a crackling sound, which startled He Jinkun, instantly withdrew his hand, and said a little embarrassed: "That, do you still want to help." ”

Jian Haoyuan woke up, but his consciousness was blurred. When he saw someone in front of him, he clenched his hands into fists, and without saying a word, he sat up directly, and greeted He Jinkun's face with a punch!

He Jinkun was instantly stunned, his jaw was hit, he flew backwards, and slammed to the ground, and now his head was even more dizzy than Jian Haoyuan's. But seeing Jian Haoyuan's eyes narrowed, he jumped in front of him from a carp on the bed and punched again, the fist was strong, much stronger than the strength just now, He Jinkun could avoid it, Jian Haoyuan's fist hit the wall, broke a hole, and the dust was raised, pounced on He Jinkun in the face.

This was a blow that would not show mercy to his subordinates at all, which made He Jinkun's wine wake up in a fright, and it also made him finally understand what Jian Haoyuan's venting meant. But at this time, He Jinkun didn't plan to escape, but begged for mercy: "Xiao Yuan! Wake up! It's me! I'm Ho Kam Kun! ”

Jian Haoyuan squinted at He Jinkun and scolded, "Huh! You tiger eats countless people! How many mountain people have been eaten by you, eat my punch! ”

The fierce punch containing supreme internal strength smashed towards He Jinkun again, and He Jinkun used a meager internal force to block! However, Jian Haoyuan's punch was strong, and his internal strength was still concentrated on the joints of his fingers, directly smashing He Jinkun's arm bones. He Jinkun cried out in pain, and Jian Haoyuan stepped out again, sweeping the tall He Jinkun to the ground.

He Jinkun couldn't even cry out in pain now, so he could only lie on the ground and pant loudly. Jian Haoyuan paused, looked down at He Jinkun who was lying on his stomach, looked around again, and wondered, "Where is my knife?" ”

When Jian Haoyuan temporarily paused and doubted, He Jinkun quietly crawled away, but Jian Haoyuan stepped on his back again, and his strength was so great that he almost crushed his spine. He Jinkun was in such pain, new injuries and old injuries attacked at the same time, plus the skin pain that rose below and led to zhì, he was almost crazy.

He Jinkun was beaten happily by Jian Haoyuan, and with great difficulty, he reached out to touch his mobile phone and made a distress call to the rescue center of the Guwu Organization: "Help!" There are ancient warriors here who have gone mad and want to beat people, hurry up and come to someone! Wow~~ It's painful to kill my father, I'm really going to die if I don't come again! Call an ambulance! ”

The customer service of the Guwu Organization Rescue Center asked calmly: "Hello sir, please explain your address and the situation of the injured opponent one by one." ”

He Jinkun reported the name of the bar, and also said that it was Jian Haoyuan who was going crazy now. When the customer service mm said that he was waiting for the master to take over the case, He Jinkun's mobile phone was trampled on by Jian Haoyuan.

Jian Haoyuan stepped on the phone, and said disdainfully: "What kind of brick does the tiger use, so brittle." ”

He Jinkun turned his head with teary eyes, and saw Jian Haoyuan, who was still sleeping peacefully, with that fierce look, with his meager skills, he was moving, dodging, and resisting with difficulty, but how could Jian Haoyuan's offensive be resolved by him? He Jinkun could only beg for mercy while crying: "Every time I see you, it's not good......"

After waiting for more than ten hours, the savior finally broke in.