Chapter 591

The wind is silent, and everything is quiet.

Both sides were stunned.

The eldest brother is stupid and the younger brother is ignorant. Zhong Ziang and Lin Shumo look at each other and see shock and stagnation in each other's eyes.

What is she doing?

Are you crazy?

Only Jiang Fuyue was as calm as ever. She stopped calmly. The tiger's mouth was tightly surrounded by the bottleneck, and the gap at the front end was still stained with bright red blood.

Patter——

The blood drops fell to the ground, as if they were on the tip of everyone's heart.

Big brother rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

The younger brothers gathered around in a hurry.

"Feige? Feige?!"

"Come on! Call an ambulance!"

"Stop yelling. It's faster to send it directly."

“……”

It was not easy to get people into the car. The younger brothers also rushed away. The last person walked in front of Jiang Fuyue and looked at her fearless and confident eyes. Her original fierce expression was cold, and her momentum was short——

"You, wait for me!"

Then he got into the car and left quickly.

Jiang Fuyue threw away half of the wine bottle in her hand, pulled a napkin and carefully wiped every finger without sparing any nuances.

The boss and his wife came forward and thanked her.

"These people will definitely come again. They can hide from the first day of junior high school, but they can't hide from the fifteenth day. What are you going to do?"

The boss is silent.

After a while, he sighed: "the other party will not let go. Even if the police call, it is a temporary solution, not the root cause. It seems that this business can't be done."

The landlady smiled bitterly: "it's good. After working for decades, the lungs of fried vegetables in the pan all day have been damaged. Let's take advantage of this time to collect the stall. You can keep it for a while."

Zhong Ziang and Lin Shumo picked up the fallen tables and chairs one by one, smelled the speech and patted their chest: "you can continue to do business if you want, just a few gangsters and hooligans. Let my uncle say hello to the police station here, and your feet will be soft when you are scared."

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows and watched him perform with a smile.

Lin Shumo's eyes swept across the river and the moon, and finally fell on Zhong Ziang. Isn't this a performance?

Tut, Xiuer!

At this time, a black Mercedes Benz came rapidly, stopped in front of the stall sign, and then the driver's door opened.

Xie Dingyuan bowed out, stood still and raised his eyes to several people. It seemed that his black eyes were like ink, deep and deep.

Jiang Fuyue: "why did he come?"

Zhong Ziang scratched his head: "well... I just called in a hurry..."

Who to call, the answer is right in front of you.

Jiang Fuyue: "

Xie Dingyuan doesn't need to ask in detail. He can guess the general situation only by the words of the boss and his wife and the mess.

He looked at Zhong Ziang, said nothing, and began to deal with the aftermath.

Men are very organized.

Call the police first.

Then, let someone investigate the origin of that group of hooligans to ensure that the situation is under control.

Finally, comfort the boss and his wife.

After all this, he went to Zhong Ziang. Yu Guang swept Lin Shumo and said, "get on the bus first."

They shrunk their heads and obeyed.

He looked at Jiang Fuyue again and kicked half of the broken beer bottle at his feet: "are you hurt?"

Jiang Fuyue had half collected her eyes, smelled the speech, raised her slightly, and couldn't take measures to enter the man's deep eyes.

She shook her head gently: "... No."

"Well," as if relieved, "get in the car."

"Oh."

There was no word all the way and the car was quiet.

At first, Zhong Ziang and Lin Shumo were sober and could make eye contact with each other, but after more than ten minutes, the wine strength slowly came up and began to sleep in the back seat.

At that time, only Jiang Fuyue and Xie Dingyuan were really sober.

"Why do you suddenly think of drinking with them?"

Jiang Fuyue thought for a moment and replied with four words: "it's hard to be generous."

Needless to say, I knew it was the pen of the smelly boy Zhong Ziang.

Xie Dingyuan: "you're a girl. It's not safe outside in the middle of the night."

Jiang Fuyue knew he was right. Although she was not afraid, she appreciated his kindness.

"Well, I'll pay attention later."

The corners of the man's mouth are slightly tight and pursed into a sharp arc.

The car was quiet again and there was nothing to say to each other.

Suddenly, a murmur came from the back seat: "so dizzy... Er... Want to vomit..."

It's Zhong Ziang who is sleepy.

Jiang Fuyue: "he said he wanted to vomit."

Xie Dingyuan frowned, pulled over immediately, went down and went around to the back seat to help out a pool of muddy Zhong Ziang.

Jiang Fuyue wanted to come forward to help, but she saw that the man was unfamiliar but methodically put Zhong Ziang next to the lamp post first. It should be a warning. Zhong Ziang half squinted and reluctantly stopped.

Then Xie Dingyuan took out a plastic film from his pocket, which he had asked the boss at the stall before.

Shake it open and give it to Zhong Ziang to pick up vomit.

Looking at master Zhong's expression, he was a little disgusted. As a result, Xie Dingyuan gave a cold warning. He obediently led the plastic film, turned around and began to vomit at the bag.

Jiang Fuyue: "

During this period, Xie Dingyuan stood three meters away from him, with cold eyes and eyebrows.

Finally, Zhong Ziang vomited. According to Xie Dingyuan's instructions, Ba Ba had to tie and seal the bag obediently, and put a plastic bag outside before throwing it into the dustbin.

Each step is obviously designed.

With Zhong Ziang's head, he may only vomit in the street. He can never be so meticulous.

Therefore, there is only one designer——

Xie Dingyuan!

Embody straight man's preciseness and planning incisively and vividly.

great!

After Zhong Ziang vomited, Xie Dingyuan handed over the prepared napkin and said in a deep voice, "wipe it clean."

It's not hard to hear that there's something of abandonment in it.

Zhong Ziang's mouth was flat, and he took it as obediently as his little daughter-in-law.

Suddenly, a bottle of mineral water with the cap off appeared in front of him. He looked up slowly and smiled foolishly the next second——

"Yueyue, will you buy me milk tea?"

“……”

"Yi CI can't have it too? That's no good! I can only have it! He can't have it! Go get it back and don't give it to him!"

“……”

"Don't you agree if you don't speak? Why don't you agree? I haven't got a KT drone yet. Why does he have milk tea?"

Young master Zhong stood up, pointed to the sky with one hand, and said word by word, "I -- no -- take --"

Jiang Fuyue was speechless and took her hand back: "you'd better not drink."

The next second, he was caught by Zhong Ziang. He pasted it like a little milk dog.

Murmured in his mouth: "no... I tell you, don't be angry. I want to drink my milk tea! Otherwise... Burp... Yi CI has it, I don't have it. What a shame?"

When Zhong Ziang began to talk nonsense, Xie Dingyuan's eyebrow wrinkles deepened again until he grabbed Jiang Fuyue's hand and rubbed the whole person up. The wrinkles turned into pimples and hung between his eyebrows, which could be seen by the naked eye.

He walked forward two steps, stretched out his hand and pulled Zhong Ziang, let him lean on his shoulder: "shut up! Stand up!"

The deep fear in the soul makes the drunk boy instinctively obedient.

Xie Dingyuan threw him back into the back seat of the car. When he was about to detour back to the co pilot, he heard Jiang Fuyue retch twice.

The girl stood by the lamp post, holding mineral water in one hand and covering her chest with the other hand. Her face was a little pale.

Jiang Fuyue was sure she wasn't drunk and didn't want to vomit, but Zhong Ziang's crazy vomit just now made her stomach surge unconsciously.

It had been pressed down, but when the wind blew and the wine came, she couldn't help retching twice.

The next second, the thin back hit the warm touch, and the man's low voice sounded in his ears——

"Is it hard? Do you want to buy some medicine?"

There is a pharmacy next to it.

Before Jiang Fuyue answered, the man walked in.

In less than two minutes, he came out with the pills and hot water and brought them to her with both hands.

"Yes."

Jiang Fuyue didn't refuse, "... Thank you."

The man lost the disposable paper cup, took the remaining pills and got ready to get on the bus.

"Don't feed them?"

Xie Dingyuan glanced at the back seat, "go back and feed again."

Jiang Fuyue: "... Oh."

Fortunately, Zhong Ziang and Lin Shumo were sleepy and confused at this time, so they avoided seeing such a heart piercing scene.

Double standard dog uncle! See color and forget nephew!

The black Mercedes Benz drove all the way into the community without stopping halfway.

Jiang Fuyue was drunk against the night wind. Later, she found that the car had been parked at the door of her villa.

"... here I am."

She untied her seat belt and pushed the door to get off. Unexpectedly, Xie Dingyuan followed.