In Yan Shiqi's opinion, when fighting is chaotic, there must be a cool headed person around him. In case something really happens, he can take care of it.
She is not stupid enough to rush into the scene, but a person really can't sit here and wait for the result.
Besides, what Huanhuan said was so serious that she had to see it.
After all, Qin Baiyu couldn't resist her insistence. They walked along the street to the direction where the sweet potato shop was.
Inkstone when seven slightly behind, because when leaving the hot pot shop, almost by the waiter mistakenly think they want to escape single.
In a hurry, she temporarily gave some money to ask the other party not to turn the box over.
The view of Chinatown tonight is very beautiful, but Yan Shiqi is not interested in it.
She followed the man's back in a hurry, but did not dare to walk too fast. About five minutes later, she saw a crowd gathering in front of her.
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At this time, Qiao Mu's cheek hung color, the corner of his mouth was bleeding, and he looked very embarrassed.
The big man opposite him is much better than him, only the corner of his eye is dark blue, and the knuckle of his finger is broken.
The figures of their fighting have separated. Outside the door, there are some Chinese people watching and whispering.
The worst is the sweet potato shop.
The sweet potatoes on the counter were spilled all over the floor, and the oven for baking sweet potatoes was knocked down.
The store owner was distressed to stand in the same place, looking left and right, but he dared to be angry.
The two men had a fight just now. They were in a completely deadly posture.
Especially the big guy, he is too fierce, and his action is very fast. At first sight, he is a trainer.
Now two people finally stop, the store is basically destroyed.
The boss sighed and patted his thigh, while there was a continuous sob coming from Ling Zihuan.
When she ran back from the hot pot shop, she happened to see the second uncle bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
In the heart after a burst of pain, the little girl crazy like holding the things on the counter to the big body.
"Don't beat my second uncle, I'll kill you, I'll kill you..."
At that time, the crowd watching the scene said: "I'm not sure."
This little girl is really hot!
They saw with their own eyes that she picked up an old-fashioned small weight and threw it away.
If this hits on the head, still can't smash a blood hole?!
Tiger?!
Ling Zihuan throws all the things on the counter to the big man, and then the small body blocks Qiao mu.
Her eyes were as red as a rabbit, and her tears crackled down.
Seeing that the big man's face was covered with dried sweet potatoes, he turned to look at Qiao Mu and cried bitterly: "second uncle, do you have anything to do? Does your heart hurt? Wu... Second uncle, you can't die! "
It's just that Qiao mu, who was hit with a few punches, said: "I'm not sure."
Although his face was painted, he was hardly hurt.
This big guy in the opposite is too shameless. He's a special face beater!
I'm sure I haven't received domestic education and don't know etiquette!
Qiao Mu's hair was messy. He licked the corner of his mouth, pulled the little girl to her side, and wiped her face with his trembling fingertips. "Don't cry, second uncle is OK!"
Ling Zihuan has never seen him fight, never.
After a painful cry, obviously feel his fingertips shaking, little girl's face is white.
Her hands holding Qiao Mu's slightly trembling wrist, "uncle, where do you hurt? You tell me, I'll take you to the hospital. "
How can it be all right? My hands are shaking like this!
Qiao Mu looked down at his wrist, a little upset.
I tried too hard just now, but now the shaking is a muscle reaction.
This kind of moment, he is still thinking, or continue to pretend a poor, let the little girl heartache.
But, the idea is very full, opposite was sprinkled with a sweet potato dry big man, the forehead veins exposed.
He glared at Ling Zihuan's petite figure, gnashing his teeth, "you, find, die?"