The crowd dispersed, and Zhan Yang was restrained by two strong men who looked like bodyguards. The man standing opposite him was Chi Hao.
It turns out that Zhanyang saw that the woman in Chi Hao's arms looked very similar to Wen Wen. He desperately stepped forward and snatched the woman from his arms. Who is Chi Hao? Mr. Chi, one of the four tigers of the princeling party. It is rumored that he has dirty tricks.
He is vicious and cruel, and those who offend him are often worse off than those who offend Mo Sijue.
"Damn it, you dare to touch Mr. Chi's people, are you impatient?" Chi Hao's men looked fierce and kicked the drunk Zhan Yang.
Whose face is he selling? And he has the huge support of the princelings behind him. If he dares to pluck the hair out of his head, he will naturally die.
"Kneel down and admit your mistake. Let's forget what happened today..." Chi Hao held a cigarette in his mouth and slowly blew out smoke rings. His eyes were like sharp blades. It sounded harmless, but it was deadly.
Full of strength.
"Hey, you guys are too bullying, aren't you?" Qiao Lin was angry, and when she pointed her slender jade finger at Chi Hao, Wen Xin saw the darkness in his eyes, was startled, and quickly pulled her back.
"What? You're not convinced?" Chi Hao frowned and walked towards them immediately. With such a strong aura, he seemed to be carrying a wave of wind behind him. It was already too late for Wenxin and Qiao Lin to regret it.
"I'm sorry, my friend is drunk. If I have offended you in any way, please forgive me!" Wenxin pulled Qiao Lin behind her, and when Chi Hao walked up to her, he bravely walked up to her.
The man's eyes were very beautiful, but the color was too dark, and they smelled of bloodthirsty.
"Oh..." This was the first time Chi Hao saw a woman who dared to look at him. Such a little daisy was really to his liking.
"Okay, how about you stay with me for one night and then I let him go?"
There was a fox-like insidiousness flashing in Chi Hao's eyes. Wen Xin really wanted to slap him. This man was also a scumbag, and his woman was still behind him.
"I'm not the lady sitting on the stage!" Wen Wen emphasized.
"What should I do? This young master has fallen in love with you. Two choices, him, kneel down for me? You, go to bed with me?" Chi Hao was cynical, pointing his thumb at Chi Hao, who was unable to stand still, and was frivolous.
He touched Wen Wenxin's chin and smiled evilly.
This kind of smile is exactly the same as when Mo Sijue acted like a gangster.
"I choose the third option!" Wen Xin dodged, kicked him bitterly, then rushed to Zhan Yang and pulled him away.
"It's delicious, I like it..." Chi Hao chuckled, and suddenly stretched his arms into the air. A group of men in black swarmed into the bar. Before they could run a few steps, they were surrounded in front and behind.
When Zhan Yang saw this battle, he was already half awake from the wine. He protected Wen Xin and Qiao Lin behind him and rushed towards those people, "If you dare to touch her, I will fight with you!"
Suddenly, the bar was in chaos, with shouts from people running around, and the harsh sound of smashed wine bottles. Looking at Zhan Yang’s head being beaten and bleeding, Qiao Lin was also in a panic like never before, “Xin’er,
What should I do? That man is Chi Hao!"
"Do you want a third option? I'll give you -" Chi Hao stretched out his hand, and the sound of fighting around him stopped immediately. The ground was in a mess, and even the manager of the bar nodded and bowed to Jing Hao.
Chi Hao snapped his fingers, and there was an extra glass of wine in front of Wen Xin.
Qiao Lin looked at him warily, grabbed Wen Xin's hand and shook her head.
"If you can still walk out after drinking this glass of wine, I will never stop you..." Chi Hao smiled wantonly, pointed at his chest, and signaled to Wen Xin.
"Xin'er..." Zhan Yang and Qiao Lin called her at the same time. Wen Xin looked at the weird-colored cocktail and drank it without hesitation. Then, when she saw Chi Hao, she suddenly clapped her hands.
"Hey, it's so lively here..." A joking voice came from the crowd, and when his silhouette appeared in front of Wen Xin,
The handsome figure stood there and waved to her, "Good boy, come here! Come into my arms..."