My woman was bullied, and even men couldn't stand it.

Immediately, Brother Qing didn't have time to comfort Shang Qianqian, so he was in a state of fighting.

"No, why are you pulling me?!" As soon as Zhou Yan stepped forward, he was pulled by his arm, and with a slight pull, he was pulled behind him by Su Duyan.

"A thousand people. Ride, 10,000 people. Ride, it's your horse. Son of it. Su Duyan raised her eyebrows, as if she was stating the facts.

"You're looking for death!" Hearing this, where is his face still hanging!

Brother Qing is not one of those big-bellied, oily-faced bald heads, biceps collapsed, wrinkles. The body moved faintly, and the delicate face was hideous.

Not to mention how Shang Qianqian is so good at choosing people, she is a rich family, and the people who follow her naturally can't be worse.

With a fist swing, Su Duyan bent down slightly to avoid it, and instead kicked towards the leg of the person called Brother Qing.

"Shhhh

With his skills, it is easy to deal with such a person, but last night was too violent, and he drank so much wine just now.

There was a faint pain in his lower body, and his face turned pale from the moment he raised his leg, and Brother Qing suddenly stepped up, grabbed Su Duyan's leg and pushed him onto the long table behind him.

"Crackling—"

The wine spilled on the floor, and the crisp cracking sound of the glass lingered in my ears.

"Don't come here!"

Su Duyan looked directly at Brother Qing, but the words were said to Zhou Yan.

He's just not happy tonight, and he wants to find a source.

Shang Qianqian! And the person in front of him, he was angry!

His waist was stuck on the long table, and there was already a slag of broken glass behind him.

The reddened blood stimulated Brother Qing, his eyes turned crimson, and the hand that pinched Su Duyan's neck became even harder.

"You're a little white face, and you dare to learn to play with bags. Raise? Brother Qing sneered, looking at the faces of the people in front of him flickering in the light, those peach blossom eyes were unusually seductive.

Brother Qing's eyes are dyed with desire. Hue.

The hand holding Su Duyan's neck slowly relaxed, "How about accompanying Uncle for a night?" "The skin is smooth, the face is acceptable, it's really more lovely than those women.

"Don't worry, the master will love you well~" Brother Qing approached Su Duyan.

The smell of wine accompanied by a foul smell hit Su Duyan's face.

"You're looking for death!" Su Duyan held back the pain, raised his foot and kicked out, right in his arms, sweat covered his forehead, and counterattacked.

Brother Qing rolled on the ground in pain, and Su Duyan took advantage of the situation and landed on Brother Qing's face with a punch.

"Get up!" Su Duyan's roar was accompanied by the sound of fist strikes, which was particularly eye-catching in this noisy place.

The people who were originally around to watch the excitement were even crazier, this green brother was usually used to being powerful, and he was rampant everywhere.

There is a personal lesson to teach him, and it is good to have a long memory.

The hustle and bustle of the scene was magnificent, some people cheered wildly, and some people were secretly proud......

Shang Qianqian's originally excited face turned clean when she saw this scene, useless guy!

How would Brother Qing know that the person with a long white face would fight back, and after drinking a lot of wine, he didn't fight back for a long time.

Shang Qianqian crushed the glass slag under her feet and rushed out of the crowd angrily.

How painful that punch should have hurt when it hit the living flesh.

"I'll get you up!"

Zhou Yan stayed in the distance in surprise, listening to Su Duyan's roar, still holding the unbroken mobile phone in his hand, and the sound of radio waves sounded.

There's no one over there anymore.

The person below him didn't move, so Su Duyan stopped his hand and sat down on the ground, sweat soaking his coat and pulling down the broken hair on his forehead.

There was a dizziness in front of him, and Zhou Yan's anxious voice could be heard in his ears.

……

Zhan Lie spent the night in the hospital, looking at the person lying on the hospital bed, and after not seeing him for a day, he actually made himself look like this.

In his sleep, he frowned, struggling extraordinarily, and Zhan Lie stretched out his hand in distress to smooth his forehead little by little.

His fists kept clenching - he wouldn't let go of any of those people!