Yang Qian rolled her eyes disapprovingly, walked up to Zhang Zhengye and sneered, "Anyway, it's him who is embarrassed now, not me!"
"Snapped!"
A crisp sound almost attracted the attention of the guests in the surrounding booths.
Zhang Zhengye shook his hand and said with disdain: "I never hit a woman. You are the first!"
Yang Qian's expression changed, she covered her face and yelled, "How dare you hit me? Do you know who my boyfriend is?"
Even Xiao Yun was a little surprised.
He didn't expect that Zhang Zhengye would take action for him.
Zhang Zhengye ate the iced edamame as if nothing had happened and said, "A bitch like you has been screwed by others, how do I know who your boyfriend is?"
When the people around heard this, they burst into laughter.
Yang Qian's face turned red and she looked extremely angry.
She pointed at Zhang Zhengye's nose and cursed: "Don't leave if you have the guts, just wait for me!"
After saying that, Yang Qian covered her face and walked away.
Xiao Yun's face looked a little ugly, and his interest just now was completely ruined.
Zhang Zhengye looked at Yang Qian's retreating back, still angry on his face, and said: "Brother, it is right to leave such a woman."
Hearing this, Xiao Yun sighed helplessly.
Zhang Zhengye reached out and patted his shoulder, comforting him: "You will definitely meet a better girl in the future."
Xiao Yun gave a bitter smile: "I hope so, brother."
"I think the unruly young lady last time was pretty good. Although her temper was a bit bad, I can tell she really likes you." Zhang Zhengye joked.
Xiao Yun speechlessly grabbed an ice edamame and threw it at him, saying, "Brother, stop making fun of me."
This ridicule actually made Xiao Yun feel a little better.
On the ring, two burly men went on to the stage after the intermission, gearing up again.
Xiao Yun drank beer while watching the fight in the ring.
"Hey, these two people can't fight tonight!" Zhang Zhengye spit out the edamame skin and couldn't help shaking his head.
Xiao Yun looked at him funny and joked: "Brother, if you come on stage, can you beat them?"
Zhang Zhengye glanced at Xiao Yun and said quite proudly: "No bragging, your brother, if I can only prevent them both from falling to the ground for three minutes, do you think I lose?"
"Pfft." Xiao Yun almost spit out a mouthful of beer.
at this time.
There was a sound of footsteps behind the two of them.
Zhang Zhengye turned around alertly and saw Yang Qian walking towards their booth.
Behind her was an extremely muscular man with a beard.
The bearded man is not muscular, but a bit fat. In addition, he is extremely tall, at least 1.9 meters. At first glance, he looks like a calf!
After seeing this bearded man, Zhang Zhengye looked a little unhappy. He immediately sat up straight, turned Xiao Yun with his arm, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Yun, if a good man doesn't suffer the immediate consequences, let's go!"
Hearing this, Xiao Yun looked back and saw Yang Qian and the bearded man walking over quickly.
He shook his head and said, "Brother, it's too late."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yang Qian rushed in front of the two of them as expected, blocked their way, and sneered: "What? You know you're scared? It's too late to run away now!"
Zhang Zhengye's expression darkened. Seeing that the bearded man had already followed him, he simply leaned back and sat on the chair in the booth, and said carelessly: "Who the hell is running away?"
Yang Qian sneered and said: "Haha, if you still pretend to be cool when you are about to die, you are just like that wimp Xiao Yun."
While he was talking, the bearded man had already walked to the booth.