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Mr. Li held up a big beer belly, like a pregnant woman who was pregnant for ten months, and walked to the table upside down.

"Qing'er, why did you come here, I'm looking for you everywhere."

Shangguan Qing'er curled up her petite body into the corner of the sofa, squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said tremblingly: "I...... I...... I'm here to accompany the guests. ”

The smile on Mr. Li's face froze, and he squinted at Ye Gucheng, who was always silent on the sofa, and saw a stack of banknotes in Shangguan Qing'er's hand, and a little anger flashed on his fat face.

Mr. Li stepped forward, snatched the banknote in Shangguan Qing'er's hand, threw it on the ground, grabbed her wrist and sneered: "Yo? You just sell it for a little money, it's too cheap. Go, serve me well, and give you ten times as much money. After speaking, he pulled Shangguan Qing'er out.

"Don't ...... Please, Mr. Li...... Let me go......" Shangguan Qing'er was frightened, choked and grabbed the edge of the table, dragging his body.

"Damn, let you go! You are willing to serve a little white face, and you will pretend to be pure when you serve Lao Tzu, do you think I look ugly. Mr. Li insulted.

Today, his son got married, and seeing such a delicate daughter-in-law, Mr. Li's heart itched like a cat's claw.

In order to suppress the commotion, Mr. Li decided to come to the bar to find a young lady and vent his anger, but he didn't expect to encounter such a pure 'goods'.

This little beauty is as good as that beautiful daughter-in-law.

At this moment, Mr. Li thought that his bastard son was comfortable with a fragrant beauty, and he couldn't help but feel a little jealous, and he couldn't wait to ravage the little beauty in front of him.

"No, no, I, I really don't want to, Mr. Li, let me go."

Shangguan Qing'er shook her head, tears hazy her eyes. Suddenly thinking of something again, he turned his head to Ye Gucheng and cried: "Please, save me!" Please! ”

Her instincts told her that this man was her last straw!

Ye Gucheng didn't seem to see the scene in front of him, his eyes just wandered on the pattern on the table, and he seemed to be in deep thought.

It was as if only this pattern could pique his interest.

He is not a nosy person, and the hero's rescue of beauty is like dog blood in his eyes.

It's not the same as saving the little girl.

Saving the little girl was out of instinct, not wanting to see a fresh life disappear from her eyes. And for the girl in front of him, he was not in that mood.

Besides, there are many bars for this kind of thing, he is not a hero, and not all the injustices in the world have to be taken care of.

This is also another indifferent him.

In his previous life, he was oppressed to the extreme by the end of the world!

Mr. Li glanced at him with contempt, pulled hard, and dragged Shangguan Qing'er over,

"Lao Tzu used 100,000 yuan to buy your first night, you should be proud. Hey, hey, -- I'll give you an unforgettable memory tonight. ”

Shangguan Qing'er closed her eyes in pain, and at the moment of death, her last glance was projected on the indifferent man on the sofa, begging him.

It's a pity that the other party didn't look at her, just like air. Just staring at the pattern drawn with wine liquid on the table, thinking.

Shangguan Qing'er smiled poignantly, retracted that expectation, and reluctantly accepted the sad plot arranged by fate.

But fate will always take an unexpected turn in a moment of despair.

When her gaze inadvertently slid over the tabletop, the pattern with a mysterious tinge. Her gloomy eyes seemed to ignite a ray of hope, instantly illuminating her colors.

"Fate! That's the traditional Chinese word 'fate'! ”

"Pendant!

These two words were like sharp claws, tearing a gap in Ye Gucheng's chaotic mind.

A vague memory floated in his consciousness, but it was difficult to make it clear.

Ye Gucheng raised his eyes, stared at Shangguan Qing'er's beautiful little face with pear blossoms and rain, and said in a deep voice: "What pendant!" ”

The color in Shangguan Qing'er's eyes became brighter and brighter, in fact, she was only in a hurry, and she blurted out when she saw that the pattern was very similar to the picture in her ancestral pendant.

Seeing Ye Gucheng's reaction at this moment, she understood that her opportunity had come.

Shangguan Qing'er didn't know where to get the strength, and suddenly broke free from Mr. Li's palm and rushed to the small table.

There were red marks on his white wrists, but there was no pain at all.

Under Ye Gucheng's indifferent gaze, Shangguan Qing'er first hurriedly took out a tissue from the table, lay on the table and gently wiped the pattern.

In the dim light, the red liquor on the tabletop glows with a strange luster, which is slowly absorbed by the highly absorbent paper towel. Some lines of different lengths in the circle were erased by tissues one by one.

"This is the archetype of the fate of the ancient traditional body, an oracle bone pattern."

However, in a few moments, a new pattern broke into Ye Gucheng's eyes.

In a circle, there are two triangles facing each other on the left and right, like the wings of a butterfly, trying to break out of the cage.

And a long line like a silver needle mercilessly passes through the center of the butterfly's heart. It seems to nail this beautiful butterfly that yearns for the sky inside.

Ye Gucheng looked at this strange and familiar figure in a daze, as if countless memory particles poured into his mind. But he was bound by an invisible membrane net and couldn't break free.

"Butterfly ...... Butterfly Blood ......... Butterfly Blood ...... Butterfly Blood for ......"

Ye Gucheng muttered to himself.

At this time, he desperately needed to gently puncture the membrane net to release the memories of those shouts.

I remember that before he died, he told himself, no, he drew a pattern for himself.

That's the pattern.

However, no matter how hard he tried to think about it, he only groped for an invisible tail in the haze.

Looking at Ye Gucheng in deep thought, "This, this is my ancestor...... Ancestral pendant-" Shangguan Qing'er trembled and took out the blood-red pendant from the snow-white.

After that, Shangguan Qing'er clenched her little hands nervously, the heart in her chest was drumming violently, and her breathing was slowly laborious.

It's as if there is no oxygen in this air that belongs to her.

"! What bullshit fate! Mr. Li, who was left aside, only came back to his senses at this time, his face was gloomy and terrible, "Little slut, are you kidding me!" ”

Although this is the most remote part of the bar, some people still notice it. Mr. Li felt that he had lost face, and he couldn't even handle a young lady as a boss.

It's a naked slap in the face!

"Stinky!" Mr. Li shook the fat on his face, stepped forward, raised the big fat palm, and slapped Shangguan Qing'er's delicate face.

If this is solid, it is estimated that half of the girl's face will be swollen for a month.

"Ahh Shangguan Qing'er exclaimed, shrank her head, closed her beautiful eyes tightly, and prepared to take the other party's angry slap.

"Smack!"

The loud slap echoed in this circle, which was particularly harsh.

Shangguan Qing'er slowly opened her eyes, staring blankly at the bright red slap marks on Mr. Li's fat face, and her little head couldn't turn around.

Isn't he beating me? How did you fight yourself?

Don't?

Shangguan Qing'er hurriedly turned the jade head, his gaze moved to the man with a delicate face on the sofa, and a pair of apricot eyes suddenly widened.

I saw Ye Gucheng holding a tissue and wiping his right hand carefully. The hand, which looked slender and elegant, didn't seem to have anything to do with the violent action just now.

The sour numbness on his fingers gave Ye Gucheng a general understanding of the thickness of Mr. Li's face.

"This girl is mine, I hope you can disappear from us."

Ye Gucheng folded the wiped tissues into a neat square, put them in Mr. Li's trouser pocket, and said lightly.

Hearing this, Shangguan Qing'er's delicate body trembled, her face was smeared with several layers of redness, and her head hung down slightly. While my heart is relieved, it is also accompanied by bitterness.

She's just a cargo.

The hot pain on the fat face made Mr. Li's IQ fall to a negative number, he looked at the handsome man in front of him incredulously, and said angrily: "You dare to beat me!" ”

As a boss worth tens of millions, he was slapped by a little white face, and it didn't make people laugh when it was passed out.

"You're fucking looking for death!" Mr. Li grimaced, clenched his huge fist and smashed it into Ye Gucheng's delicate face!

"Be careful!" Shangguan Qing'er's face turned pale and exclaimed.

"Bang!"

After the loud bang, a pile of nearly three hundred catties of fat jumped up in the air and smashed down on the table not far away in a perfect arc.

The table, which was originally of good quality, did not stand its biggest test, and it was gorgeously retired.

Shangguan Qing'er covered her red lips with her small hands and looked at Ye Gucheng with a calm face.

Such a big movement naturally attracted the attention of many people. When they saw someone fighting, they all screamed hysterically.

In this place full of passionate hormones, only violence and cyan can bring out its magic.

In the glass shards, Mr. Li squirmed his fat body, and the blood mixed with acid water flowed from the mouth of the two sausages.

He lacks outdoor exercise on weekdays and only enjoys exercise in bed, but under the blow of Ye Gucheng's death hole, he has long lost his ability to move, and can only symbolically kick his legs a few times, like a dead toad.

The blow just now, but Ye Gucheng used the fighting methods of later generations, and in order to kill the enemy faster and more effectively, he had deliberately memorized the thousands of acupoints and tens of thousands of dark acupoints on all the acupuncture points of the medical human body, and that blow was an artery amputation!

And just after one blow, Ye Gucheng also used the foundation of fighting in the modern army of the Celestial Empire - wrist fighting technique.

Ye Gucheng slapped the fabric on his sleeve, a graceful smile on the corner of his lips, and gestured to Shangguan Qing'er.

"Sit!"

"Ah...... Oh, oh......" Shangguan Qing'er was stunned and shrank on the sofa opposite, her little head in a mess, and her delicate body was still trembling slightly instinctively.

Seeing that the girl was still frightened, Ye Gucheng gently picked up the wine on the table and handed it over.

The bewitching maroon liquid reflects the girl's delicate face, forming the most wonderful scenery in the world.

"Thank you...... Thank you......" Shangguan Qing'er hurriedly took the goblet with both hands.

The fingertips of the two unintentionally touched each other, and the cold and soft touch made Shangguan Qing'er's eyes fluctuate.

Shangguan Qing'er held the wine glass in her small hand, touched the pink fragrant lips and took a shallow sip. The mellow and smooth wine flows down the throat and into the stomach, calming the restlessness and tension.

Immediately, she seemed to realize something, and looked down at the glass in her hand, with a faint lip print on the transparent rim. And there seems to be another lip print superimposed on top of the lip print.

Shangguan Qing'er's delicate face instantly burned, her face was red and hot, and the thick rouge spread to the root of her ears and pink neck.

It's glamorous!

Sneak up your eyelids. glanced at Ye Gucheng on the other side, and saw that he was just staring at the fate of the oracle bones on the table, as well as the blood-colored pendant he had just handed out, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and quietly turned the cup around half a circle.

"What's going on! Who's making trouble in the bar! ”

At this time, seven or eight people walked down from the second floor, and the person who spoke was a middle-aged man in a jacket who walked in the front, with a scar on his face, revealing a fierce aura.

The person who came was the owner of the bar, Yang Fenglie.

Looking at Mr. Li, who was twitching like a dead dog on the ground, Yang Fenglie's eyes were extremely gloomy, and the hideous scar on his face was particularly bloodthirsty under the brilliant lights.

Signaling his subordinates behind him to help Mr. Li up, Yang Fenglie walked in front of Ye Gucheng, saw Shangguan Qing'er on the other side, frowned and asked, "Why is Qing'er here, why don't you go to accompany Mr. Li!" ”

"I ......" Shangguan Qing'er stood up tremblingly, lowered her head, and clenched the wine glass in her hand, because of the force, her delicate fingers were slightly white.

"She's here to stay." Ye Gucheng looked at the pattern on the table and the pendant on his hand, and said lightly, not looking at him from beginning to end.

Yang Fenglie narrowed his eyes and looked at this mysterious man.

A miscellaneous casual dress that seems to be on the stall perfect releases the charm of youth and maturity, masculine and gentle.

And a hint of danger!

Yang Fenglie's eyes flickered a little, being the boss of this bar has trained a pair of good eyesight.

This man in front of him is not simple!

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