The glass piece cut through half of Huang Mao's arm.
"Smelly pussy!" Huang Mao became more and more angry, holding up the chair next to the bar to smash Xia Qiu, Li Qingtian was also flexible here, and several people chased her were made to fly.
Xia Qiu stopped seeing Li Qingtian's war situation, and reached out and seized Huang Mao's smashed chair.
A strong force came from the chair. It was hard to imagine the strength of a girl who was looking at the show.
A figure suddenly came over, took a red wine bottle from the bar next to it, and smashed his head on the back of Huang Mao.
The blood flow was like injection, the yellow hair was too late to turn back, and passed out softly.
Here, Xia Qiu looked at the figure. The black t-shirt, light blue jeans, and baseball cap looked like Li Langhao, but the gloomy atmosphere on her body made her a little unrecognizable.
Li Langhao was extremely fierce. He had just entered the battle. At this time, he saved Xia Qiu and turned back to help Li Qingtian. The broken red wine bottle was slammed, and he smashed directly on those people's heads, and then copied it. What chair did he throw directly on the backs of several men.
The plastic chair was torn apart, and the wine bottle hit those men with blood on their faces.
"Alarm, come to the police!" The elder brother turned his face blankly and watched Li Langhao approach him, yelling at the bartender like crazy.
At the beginning of the riot, the entire pub had run almost the same time, and the bartender had shrunk down at the bar and hugged his head.
The gloomy Li Langhao walked in the look of his brother's fear.
"Boy, dare you touch me, you know ..."
Before he could finish his words, Li Langhao's feet had already landed on his crotch, exerting force, and then those lightly twisted.
The screaming like a pig and the inability to breathe in, the huge pain is no longer within the range of a man. The elder brother's eyes rolled over and passed out.
"Small boy, you have arrived in time." Li Qingtian rushed over without looking at the fainted man on the ground. He smiled and put on Li Langhao's shoulder.
His complexion looked at Xia Qiu by the bar. Without saying a word, Li Langhao turned around and left.
"Leave it to me here, you go after it." Li Qing came up sweetly, pushing Xia Qiu's shoulder.
Xia Qiu glanced at her, Li Qingtian's guilty constriction, another look under my control, looking at the mess in the pub, and thinking of Li Langhao's expression just now, chasing out now.
The street lights outside pub are dim, and the street is not too busy. There is a car parked at the gate, and the roadside is a green belt, which separates the sidewalk and the main road.
Xia Qiu looked around and found no figure of Li Langhao.
But when she calmed down and saw the shadow of the tree at the back of the door, a black figure leaned against the tree, and the red light spot of the cigarette **** shone in the shade, and the whole person looked gloomy and decadent.
"Li Langhao, are you okay?" Xia Qiu walked slowly.
As soon as she arrived at the shade of the tree, she caught her wrist with one hand, as if for a long time, and she was pulled by Li Langhao stunned, and directly backed up against the tree.
A stormy kiss fell on her lips, sucking, and smelling a bit of tobacco, as if trying to swallow her with a bone.
"Do you remember me? Gu Miaomiao."
For a long time, breathing slightly, Li Langhao separated from her, but said in depression.
The shade in the dark seemed to be the best protective color, covering his pain, and also tore off his inner camouflage.