Chapter 960

Unfortunately, qianxueqiu still couldn't persuade her mother.

After dinner with her mother in the yard, Qian xueqiu said goodbye to her mother. Shen Aoxue wanted to stay with him for a while, but he also knew that Qian xueqiu was very busy recently.

"You should pay more attention to your body. If you really can't, talk to the owner. The owner should understand you." Shen Aoxue doesn't know about qianxueqiu, so she can only care so much.

Qian xueqiu nodded and left the yard.

He went out of thousands of homes, got into a taxi on the roadside, and disappeared into the shadow under the street lamp.

In a roadside stall, several men with big arms and round waist are drinking wine. They have a loud voice, play the game of persuading wine and shout about their usual carefree, but here, everyone is understandable.

It's just that some people are always upset, and a guy drinking muggy wine at the next table feels very upset.

"Ha ha! You fucking lost again. Come on, drink."

I don't know who said such a sentence. The guy finally couldn't bear it. He turned back and stood up and shouted, "can you keep your fucking voice down?"

Four or five people were stunned for a moment. They probably didn't expect someone to dare to talk to them like that.

Looking at the owner of the voice, he was just a young guy who looked weak, but his face turned red,; I think I'm a little drunk.

It turned out that wine strength played a powerful role here.

Four or five people didn't bother to pay attention to it. After looking at it, they continued their topic and talked about how greasy the girl's skin was last time.

The drunk guy was no one else. It was Zhao Donglai who had some strength that day. After thousands of families came, he hurried to escape. He didn't take care of Chen Feng. Chen Feng watched him escape and complained for a while.

He was about to get the goods, but he was robbed. He was in a bad mood these days. That's why he drank muggy wine here alone.

And these people ignored him. They were already uncomfortable, but now they are even more angry.

He went to the other party's table, patted a guy on the shoulder and said.

"I told you to keep your voice down. Didn't you hear me?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked not very awake.

The guy who was slapped on the shoulder turned back, but was not angry. He just smiled and said, "brother, I advise you not to make trouble."

The others looked at Zhao Donglai with a smile, as if they were looking forward to it.

If Zhao Donglai was still sober, he would not provoke right and wrong, but now he was completely dominated by his emotions and said angrily to the man: "make trouble? I'll let you know what makes trouble."

Without a word, it's a slap on the other party's head.

The guy couldn't dodge. His head was buzzing. As soon as he saw it, several of his companions immediately woke up from surprise, turned around, stood up one by one and rushed towards Zhao Dong.

It was more than enough to deal with these people with Zhao Donglai's skill, but he forgot the injuries he suffered that day and his drunken state and all his martial arts moves. Several people surrounded him and just barely supported him.

The other party saw that Zhao Donglai seemed to have some skills, but they couldn't stop because they were provoked. They all riveted their strength and wanted to beat Zhao Donglai to the ground.

Zhao Donglai kicked past, was dodged by the other party, and kicked over the table where the people were sitting.

In an instant, those bottles and cans, wine and vegetable dishes and bowls were overturned on the ground and made a mess.

"I'll fuck you." Some of them were immediately furious, picked up the folding chairs they were sitting on from the ground, and then photographed Zhao Dong.

With weapons, Zhao Donglai was even more difficult to deal with. He stepped back several steps.

The others immediately followed suit and picked up the chairs on the ground.

If Zhao Donglai wakes up and knows he can't deal with it now, it may be like turning around and running away when he fought with Chen Feng that day, it's nothing.

But he just wants to fight with these people.

A piece of the folding chair hit Zhao Donglai on the head, which was immediately broken, and the blood slowly flowed down from his head.

Those guys were also afraid when they saw the bleeding, but they were also afraid of killing people.

But Zhao Donglai was still reluctant to let go, and he was about to continue to rush over.

Someone pulled him behind him.

Zhao Donglai regarded the man as a group of people in front of him. He turned around and wanted to beat him, but he was easily blocked by the other party.

At this time, Zhao Donglai saw each other's face.

It was actually a woman, beautiful and charming, holding his wrist and looking at him with a shallow smile.

"Is that you?" Zhao Donglai shouted in surprise.

Qian'er said with a smile, "why, don't you want to see your sister?"

Zhao Donglai seemed to be suddenly splashed with a plate of cold water and immediately woke up from his drunken state. He turned and wanted to escape, but he knew that if he fell into the other party's hands, he would have no good fruit to eat.

But the caught wrist was pinched tightly, and the struggle was only in vain.

Qian'er looked at the men at this time and said with a smile: "this guy's brain is not very clear. I apologize for him for smashing several people. If there is anything to compensate, I will also compensate several people for him."

Originally, they looked good-looking and spoke so politely. The men looked at qian'er and lost their anger for a while. They looked at each other. One of the guys said, "we'll take it as bad luck. If we meet again next time, we won't have so good luck."

Qian'er thanked repeatedly and was about to leave with Zhao Dong.

Zhao Donglai naturally refused. He shouted, "let me go."

Qian'er ignored him and took him by the wrist. She looked relaxed and took him to a car on the side.

She opened the door and pushed Zhao Donglai in.

Zhao Donglai wanted to escape from the other side, but he heard qian'er sneer: "if you want to escape, I'll nail the soul eating needle in your heart."

Zhao Donglai shivered, but he knew the taste of the needle. When threatened by such a threat, he sat there honestly.

Qian'er also sat in the driver's seat, but she didn't say a word with Zhao Dong. It seems that she isn't looking for Zhao Dong.

The place where he came was a club. Zhao Dong came here several times. He could be treated as a guest, but now he is escorted. Naturally, he can't play. Someone should be waiting for him here.

Most of the people in and out of the intersection looked at qian'er, and Zhao Donglai was also noticed.

He was a little afraid. At this time, if he met any acquaintances, it would be difficult to talk.

But soon, qian'er took him to a private room. The room was very big, but there were only three or two people sitting in it. They were talking about something, and there was no entertainment in it.