"How could it be ......" Jing Yuanhao was slightly stunned, but in the face of Yin Zeyan's provocative gaze, he was unwilling to fall behind, and he lost his mind for only a second, and his face turned cold.

And Yin Zeyan on the dance floor was just looking at him and smiling, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, with a sense of contemptuous disdain, which only made Jing Yuanhao, who was looking at him, more and more unable to hold his breath.

A few seconds later, Jing Yuanhao turned around, sat back in his seat upright, took a sip from the wine glass in front of him, and said in an impatient tone: "That kid is still smiling at me!" Laugh at his sister! Lao Tzu is not a woman! ”

Compared with the anger on Jing Yuanhao's face, Xie Yaotian on the other side was extremely calm.

After a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice: "He's coming." ”

"Shh Jing Yuanhao snorted disdainfully from the tip of his nose, and glanced lightly at the dance floor downstairs.

Sure enough, Yin Zeyan's figure was gone.

"He came up to look for death." Jing Yuanhao poured the wine from the cup and let out a low voice.

Loud music fills the eardrums, but the second floor is much better than the first floor. At least it doesn't cause discomfort.

Xie Yaotian and Jing Yuanhao sat face to face, neither of them spoke, but they both clearly knew that someone was approaching behind them.

When he felt that there were five meters left, Jing Yuanhao gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice under his voice, "Can I punch him directly?" ”

Xie Yaotian raised his eyebrows, his eyes were cold, "Whatever." ”

"Okay, you said it." After saying this, Jing Yuanhao pulled out his chair with a bang, clenched his fists, and turned around and waved towards Yin Zeyan, who was a few steps away.

Yin Zeyan was caught off guard and hurriedly took a few steps back, but he still didn't dodge Jing Yuanhao's fist. He was knocked down and slammed into the table and chair behind him, scattering the crowd around him.

"Are you sick?!" Yin Zeyan stood up slowly, his slender fingertips poking into the corners of his mouth, touching a touch of warmth.

"If it's a man, don't talk nonsense! I'm already upset when I see you! Jing Yuanhao took two steps forward, took off his coat with heroic movements, and threw it on the seat opposite Xie Yaotian.

Yin Zeyan raised his eyebrows and swept towards Xie Yaotian with a smile, "Are you watching a play?" Or—"

"Be attentive! Your opponent is me! Without waiting for Yin Zeyan to finish speaking, Jing Yuanhao threw a punch at him.

Yin Zeyan came back to his senses, took a slight step to the left on his toes, and quickly dodged. The cold gaze glanced at Jing Yuanhao and said, "Get out of the way!" If you don't want to be watched, you can stay. ”

After speaking, Yin Zeyan turned his head and looked meaningfully at the crowd that was gradually gathering behind him.

Among them, a girl's muttering voice came: "Look and see!" Isn't that guy with a hat a bit like Jing Yuanhao? ”

"Where, where? Let me see! I'm Jing Yuanhao's number one fan! ”

"How? Do you look like it? ”

“…… Be! That's him! My Yuan Hao Oba! How could he be here? Also, who is the man across from him?! Are they in everyone? ”

"I don't know, it seems to be."

“……”

The muttering sound became louder and louder, and the crowd of people surrounding it gradually increased, and Jing Yuanhao naturally heard a lot of sounds. The face under the brim of the hat changed

, looking directly at him with a low gaze.

"What? Scared? So many people don't dare to move? ”

"Huh." Yin Zeyan chuckled, raised his hand, untied his coat and threw it on the ground, "I'm afraid?" I hope you won't cry and beg me when the time comes, and save some face for you in front of your fans. ”

"Where do you get all this nonsense?! Still fighting? Jing Yuanhao frowned, suddenly took a step forward as he spoke, and swung a solid punch on his stomach.

Yin Zeyan was laughing, but he suddenly attacked and ate a muffled punch. He staggered back a few steps and chuckled: "Hehehe, do you like sneak attacks so much?" ”

"I'll steal your uncle! You rookie! If you can't beat it, admit your mistake to your father, don't make excuses here! ——" Jing Yuanhao said and swung his fist again.

You know, more than the tongue, he has never lost.

Yin Zeyan immediately retreated, dodged sideways with agility, and the expression on his face was calm and free, and he didn't seem to be hurt by the previous two blows.

"Hehe, what are you anxious about? I haven't started yet. ”

Jing Yuanhao paused slightly, his footsteps stopped, and he saw him rushing over at an extremely fast speed. Jing Yuanhao immediately reacted and swung his fist, and his fist reached mid-air, but he raised his hand to block it, as if he had predicted it in advance.

Jing Yuanhao took a step back, turned sideways, and threw another punch from another angle.

With a fierce wind, the fist slashed across his shoulder armor and struck at his left shoulder. I thought I would hit it with one hit this time. But unexpectedly, Yin Zeyan suddenly half-squatted down and easily dodged in a light posture.

"......" Jing Yuanhao was slightly stunned, his heart was shocked, and he hurriedly retracted his leaning forward.

But the speed was obviously slow, and before he could turn sideways, Yin Zeyan had already swung a fist over - straight at the bridge of his nose.

"Bang-"

A dull sound seemed to be heard.

Jing Yuanhao frowned, took a few steps back, and propped his hands on the table and chair beside him.

"Ah, sorry, it was too hard, your nose is okay, right? Do you want to give you money to do it again? It's all whole anyway, so it should be able to recover, right? Yin Zeyan's mocking voice sounded in his ears.

"......" Jing Yuanhao clenched his fists, paused slightly for a second, and reflexively rushed forward.

Yin Zeyan pulled away and dodged to the left, but Jing Yuan Haoben's fist to the right turned and shouted straight at his cheek.

"Bang-" There was another muffled sound, and Yin Zeyan didn't have time to dodge, so he just turned his face away, and his fist smashed into his left cheek.

"And then! And a punch! Jing Yuanhao whispered, without stopping for half a minute, his fist shifted again, swinging towards his cheek.

Yin Zeyan was slightly stunned, his steps retreated, and his fist just crossed his face. It was just one point short of hitting the bridge of his nose.

"Huh, what? Jealous of my nose? Yin Zeyan chuckled indifferently and mocked out with a sneer.

Jing Yuanhao's eyebrows froze, and his face became even more ugly.

Some people in the crowd have already started cheering, many cheering for Jing Yuanhao, and some people have begun to guess who Yin Zeyan is, plus the sound of heavy metal music that has been playing in the bar.

All of a sudden, the sound of a swarm of bees swept in, listening

Jing Yuanhao's ears only felt extremely irritable about the noise.

Perhaps this kind of voice also affected Xie Yaotian, who was sitting on the side. I saw him get up slowly, pick up the clothes of Shengjing Yuanhao in the seat next to him and throw them at him, "Take your clothes and take your fans with you." ”

Jing Yuanhao was clenching his fists, gritting his teeth and looking directly at Yin Zeyan, when suddenly a piece of clothing was thrown over, he just subconsciously raised his hand to catch it.

"Hey, I'm not done yet?" Turning his head to look at Xie Yaotian, Jing Yuanhao was a little unhappy, but he still put on his clothes.

"He'll leave it to me. You, take those people away. Xie Yaotian spoke in a low voice, his faint gaze distracted.

Jing Yuanhao raised his eyes and looked, and the group of people instantly began to scream.

"Ahhh!!hhh - He's seen it! He's seen it! What to do, what to do? Do I have a messy haircut right now?! ”

"Ahhh!!h He's obviously looking at me, okay?! Oh my Haohao! He hasn't been seen since he got married, but I didn't expect to see him here, and he's still as handsome as ever!! ”

"Yes, yes! Do you think he looks more handsome in a fight?!! ”

"Uh-huh! It's so handsome! Did you take a picture? ”

“……”

"Ahhhh!!h I forgot to shoot! ”

“……”

The crowd began a new round of bombardment.

The piercing screams continued to reach his ears, Xie Yaotian's face was gloomy, his slender figure leaned on the back of the chair, and he glanced at Jing Yuanhao as if he had nothing in it.

Jing Yuanhao was still smiling and waving to fans, hoping to use words to make them leave by themselves. But this was impossible, and as he stepped towards the crowd, the crowd of crazy female fans began to scream wildly.

"......" Jing Yuanhao stopped, looked back at Xie Yaotian awkwardly, and said speechlessly: "Then I'll go first, this scumbag, I'll leave it to you." ”

Xie Yaotian raised his eyes and looked coldly at Yin Zeyan, who was chuckling lightly.

"Hehe, go back and fix your nose, it's hard to fool these brainless fans if it collapses!" Yin Zeyan let out a mocking voice, not noticing the group of men and women behind him who began to glare at him angrily and tried to tear him apart.

"Shut up for me, you! Don't look at what you look like, and you're embarrassed to shout everywhere! Lao Tzu let you go today, and next time you meet, heh, you just wait for my fist. Jing Yuanhao stopped, turned his head sideways, and glanced at Yin Zeyan's direction lightly. Then he took a step and walked in the direction of the crowd.

(End of chapter)