Chapter 1692: Misfortune

The wind on this night was not cold at all, and there was even a touch of gentleness and lingering. The men and women who could enter and exit the bar in this circle were naturally either rich or noble. They stood up from those tables or saved a woman, perhaps the children of a famous figure in Nanjing and even China.

Therefore, this bar has always had a good reputation and will hardly cause a big fight. This is a bit safe but regretful for the men and women who have been stimulated by alcohol. Therefore, when they heard the incompatible dispute with the bar atmosphere, many people stopped talking or dancing and looked at the scene.

Zhao Heng also stood up and walked to the railing. An anxious Han sword flashed in his eyes, stopping him from rushing down to save the beauty: "The matter has not been clarified yet, there is no need to rush out to save the beauty, maybe the couple will play with a flower gun? If you appear like this, their relationship will be broken."

Han Jian calmed down and sighed: "Maybe I should hold this fate."

Zhao Heng could see that he felt guilty for his shyness in the past. If it weren't for his bad expression and care about Le Jing, Le Jing might not have been as painful as he is now. Unfortunately, everything could not be repeated, so the kind Han Jian shook his head slightly, thinking about whether to make up for his mistakes.

Zhao Heng turned his eyes to the center of the incident. In his sight, Le Jing, wearing a blue shirt, was covering her face and crying silently. There were two women of similar age standing beside her, one with round charm and roundness in a dark black windbreaker, and the other with graceful curly hair. They were all fashionable and avant-garde women.

Opposite Le Jing was a young man in a white suit, with a valuable Armani all over his body, with a well-decorated appearance, wearing a circle of exquisitely crafted but inferior brand watches on his wrist. There was a woman in red next to him, with a tall figure and fair skin as snow.

Both of them had a delicate smile on their faces but proud smiles appeared from their bones. The woman in red was obviously the new love of the Armani man. She glanced at Le Jing and did not participate in the dispute. Instead, she stood behind them. Why should a winner get involved in these cumbersome disputes?

The winner does not need to get angry, just give sympathy.

"Le Jing, I'll say it again, we're done!"

The Armani man pulled his collar and stared at the beauty in front of him with pear blossoms in front of him: "Everyone is adult, don't you feel good about getting together? Why bother with a Chinese girl like a ghost? And I'll leave you with a ring and a bracelet for a year and even pay the rent."

As everyone was joking at Le Jing, Le Jing bit her lips and fought back tenaciously: "Although you don't think you're going to be abandoned, I don't think that a couple breaking up is abandonment, but I'm not willing to break up, and I'm not willing to hear the vicious words you said to get rid of me as soon as possible."

Le Jing stared at the Armani man with sharp eyes: "You slander me for greed for your money, and you spread rumors everywhere that I can do my best to get rid of me earlier. I am not a tangle guy, but since you make me unhappy, I will pester you and make you unhappy."

"I don't dislike you as a fake rich man."

Le Jing ignored the anger of the Armani man and spoke clearly: "I never expose the luxury car you kept renting and showing off, nor did I accuse you of buying me a glass ring, but you shouldn't have slandered me and beat me, and I shouldn't have secretly stolen my bank card yesterday to take out 500,000."

"Yao Jiaming, I will give the 500,000 yuan back to me and apologize to me in public at school."

Le Jing shouted, "I will forgive you! I won't bother you anymore!"

When everyone heard this, they looked at the man with disdain in his eyes. The man with Armani's face was slightly embarrassed, and then he retorted: "Le Jing, be careful when speaking, be careful, I will slap you again? That 500,000 was invested by you, and now the investment has failed."

"Where do you want to get such a good thing?"

He still shook his slap: "Get out! Get out!"

Le Jing's companion in a windbreaker also shouted: "Yao Jiaming, it's okay if you pretend to be a rich boy and cheat everywhere, but what's the point of cheating Le Jing? He dared to hit someone just now, what's the man you are?" She looked at the woman in red again: "You are the next victim."

The curly-haired woman ignored the scolding of Armani and looked at the woman in red and squeezed out: "Miss, you also see what kind of person you are with you. He treats my sister like this today and may treat you tomorrow. Do you still want to hang out with him? You will be tragic."

"He is just a golden-wire bird of mine."

The woman in red seemed to be a very identifiable person. After Leng Bingbing gave a thoughtful word, she was unwilling to have a quarrel with Le Jing and the others. She waved her hand and called the duty manager who had been standing not far away, and said indifferently: "What's going on?"

"It's a guest to open the door!"

The manager on duty glanced over Le Jing and the other two, with a hint of embarrassment, but in the gloomy eyes of the woman in red, he immediately spoke: "Ms. Tang, but since they interfered with your entertainment, as long as you give me instructions, I will immediately notify the security department to ask them to leave."

With the obscure gesture of the manager on duty, the security guards in the corner, in black formal clothes pressed their white headphones and surrounded Le Jing and the other two politely made gestures outside the door. The woman in red nodded with satisfaction, and then gently waved her fingers to lead the Armani man into the wing room.

"It's interesting!"

Zhao Heng looked at the woman in red who was gradually disappearing and showing off his power, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "I didn't expect that the man in Armani was a liar, and I didn't expect that the woman in red was quite famous. It seems that the man in Armani was just a piece of food that was played with, it was just a matter of time."

Zhao Heng patted Han Jian on the shoulder and said, "It is not necessary to attack this kind of unclear emotion, but I don't mind you getting back 500,000 for Le Jing. It is Le Jing's own business. It is not okay to cheat money. It is the latter's hard-earned money. It is not easy for a woman to live in a foreign land."

Han Jian nodded with his lips pursed and said, "I understand."

Le Jing and the other two, who were invited by several security guards to the bar, looked inside with different expressions, and they didn't seem to expect that the woman in red was very capable. However, Le Jing was soon overwhelmed by the unrequited 500,000, and a hint of pain surged on her face: "I must get 500,000."

The curly-haired woman comforted her and said, "Le Jing, I told you that men don't have a good thing! Yao Jiaming is even more a scum among scum! He will die sooner or later!" Then, she hesitated and added: "However, the woman in red seems to be very difficult to mess with."

"It is easy to suffer losses when you go to get something."

The woman in the windbreaker nodded: "Yes, it seems to be very good. Didn't you see that Yao Jiaming looks like a dog in front of her? Even the on-duty manager has to listen to her. Lejing, let's block Yao Jiaming again another day. There are only a few places where he plays, and sooner or later it will be blocked."

Le Jing shook her head: "I have urgent needs and I will transfer tomorrow."

"I'll take you to get it back."

Just when Le Jing was in a low mood and didn't know what to do, a familiar voice sounded behind her. She turned her head and looked at Han Jian standing not far away, with her face as generous and simple as ever: "Le Jing, I have seen your dispute. Let's go, I will take you to get the money back."

"Han Jian——"

Le Jing's nose was slightly sore and hard to speak. What kind of feeling was that? It seemed to have been abandoned by the whole world. At the most miserable and helpless moment, suddenly a man walked towards him through the cold wind and rain, regardless of the risks, and stretched out his warm palm.

Le Jing's eyes were blurred with tears. Because of the love between Han Jian, she felt that there was nothing to scare her anymore, because she was not alone. Although the two besties showed doubts about Han Jian, she nodded to Han Jian: "Han Jian, thank you!"

"But I don't want you to take risks, that woman,,"

Han Jian showed a harmless smile from humans and animals. Before Le Jing could finish speaking, she took her hand and walked inside. When the curly-haired woman and the windbreaker woman looked at each other and hurriedly followed, Han Jian said in a gentle voice: "We are friends, why bother to be petty?"

Han Jian pulled Le Jing directly to the door where the woman in red was. He pushed the door open without knocking on the first time. There were more than 20 men and women sitting in the wing room. There were seven or eight men on both sides standing with their hands behind their backs. When he saw a group of unexpected guests disturbing him, he frowned.

The whole room also became quiet.

"Repay the money!"

Han Jian looked at the Armani man in the middle and spit out two words. The latter first appeared in a daze. Then he saw Le Jing and the other two beside him. A hint of surprise flashed through his eyes, and then quickly turned into calmness and even a gentle smile appeared on the corners of his lips, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Heroes save the beauty?"

Before the Armani man could speak, the woman in red looked dark: "Boy, do you want to die, right?" As this sentence was spoken, the eight men and women standing with their hands behind their backs flashed out shotguns instantly, and they pushed towards Han Jian and the other four in awe. One person behind them was kicking Han Jian's feet bend.

Han Jian staggered forward and almost fell down. He stabilized his body and did not fight back, because Le Jing and the others were all pressed against their heads by guns. Once they attacked, they were afraid that both sides would suffer losses. However, he still stared at the woman in red: "It doesn't matter if I die, I will return the 500,000 yuan."

"Fuck him!"

The woman in red waved her fingers gently, and a man with a big waist and round waist took a step forward, picked up a whiskey bottle and smashed it on the head of Han Jian. The wine splashed everywhere. When Han Jian bit his teeth, several people came forward and kicked him to the ground. Five or six people and more than ten casters kicked him hard one after another.

The head of the Han sword broke through blood.

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