Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

The scene was chaotic.

Song Qingzhu Joe and Haijie were evenly matched against Wu Yipeng and his two subordinates in terms of numbers. Song Qingzhu's two women and an elderly uncle actually had the upper hand.

"I won't give you some color to see, you don't know that Grandpa and I are both civil and martial arts!" Brother JOE rushed forward with a stride, using both the southern fist and the northern kick.

"You guys actually hit me, see if I don't scratch you to death!" Sister Hai also went crazy, baring her teeth and claws like a cat, rushing up and scratching.

Song Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, and quickly entered the fighting state again. She picked up a mixing glass and threw it on the opponent's head, and she could also talk to Brother Joe, "Didn't you leave, why are you back?"

JOE kicked the opponent a few times, panting a little when he got older, "We can't just watch you suffer."

Song Qingzhu felt warm in his heart, it felt so good to be cherished by others.

After scratching, Sister Hai looked down at the bloodshot nails on her fingernails, then looked at the ruined bar, and sighed, "It's really a sin, how much money I lost with my hands tonight."

"It's okay, it's not you who paid for it." Song Qingzhu said, at this moment, Sister Hai is still worried about money, she is really poor and crazy.

Wu Yipeng and his two subordinates were beaten up with bruised noses and swollen faces. The three big men didn't take advantage of the old, weak, sick and Confucian scholars. The fruit knife yelled at them, "If you have the guts, let's fight one-on-one. Today, you will die or I will live. I will see who is not afraid of death. Come on!"

Brother JOE stretched out his hand to protect Song Qingzhu and Sister Hai, "Don't talk, he might jump over the wall in a hurry if he is provoked."

"Hey, you want to be a hero, don't you? You don't know how much you are worth. You're a hero who is about to go to hell and save the beauty here. Are you stupid!" Wu Yipeng waved the knife in his hand provocatively, stepping forward step towards them.

JOE's eyes were fixed on the knife in his hand, protecting the two women behind him from stepping back.

"What's the matter, are you scared? Stand still, hand over Song Qingzhu, and you all get the hell out of me." Wu Yipeng looked at Song Qingzhu and said wretchedly.

"Don't think about it, I advise you to run before the police come. Your current behavior is considered to be wounding someone with a knife. Even if you don't hurt anyone, it is an attempted sentence. You are a young man who will go to jail." Brother Joe calmly persuaded .

"Don't talk to me here, even if I kill you today, my dad will fish me out, hand me over quickly, or none of you will escape!" Wu Yipeng yelled, step by step approaching them.

Song Qingzhu stooped down to pick up a piece of broken glass on the ground. There were no complete wine bottles left here. As long as they threw it accurately enough, they could successfully knock out the knife in Wu Yipeng's hand. There was only one chance, and she would do it no matter what. Hold on tight.

"Brother JOE, you will squat down as soon as I pull the hem of your clothes." Song Qingzhu whispered to him.

Brother JOE hummed softly, without turning his head or making any movements.

"I think you are just impatient!" Wu Yipeng immediately lost his patience when he saw that they hadn't moved, and strode back and forth with a knife in his hand.

Song Qingzhu felt that the time had come, she grabbed Brother Joe's clothes and threw the piece of glass towards Wu Yipeng.

"Ah! It hurts me to death! You stinky woman..." Wu Yipeng clasped his wrists, and the knife fell to the ground.

The piece of glass was directly inserted into Wu Yipeng's wrist, and it penetrated, and the blood flowed like a faucet.

"Young Master Wu, are you all right? How are you? Do you want to go to the hospital?" The two subordinates brought by Wu Yipeng hurried over and wanted to take him away when they saw that the situation was not good.

"Who are you going to go! No one can go! Kill them for me, hurry up!" Wu Yipeng suffered a loss, he now has the heart to kill.

The two subordinates got the iron rods they didn't know where, they shook them in their hands, and hit them.

It was only then that Song Qingzhu felt that the matter was a little big. She was fine by herself, and now Brother JOE and Sister Hai were also dragged into the water. If something happened to them, she would never think about it for the rest of her life.

Almost all the usable things around have been dropped, and the opponent is also red-eyed, it seems that it is going to be real.

"Police! Men left and women right squat down for me! Throw everything in your hand on the ground!" Five or six policemen rushed over in time.

No matter how arrogant Wu Yipeng was, he did not dare to confront the police head-on. Two of his subordinates threw away the iron rods and squatted obediently on the ground.

Song Qingzhu heaved a sigh of relief, things will be easier when the police come, and at worst they get into trouble together.

"Well, it's hard not to be famous now." Sister Hai sighed softly.

"I'm sorry, I'm the one who got you all involved." Song Qingzhu felt really guilty. Both of them are people in the entertainment industry and public figures, and the negative impact of gathering people to fight in bars is too great.

"Why do you say such things, I'm about to retire and I can get into the game once, and I will brag about it to others in the future." Joe said with a smile.

Song Qingzhu and Sister Hai were amused, and felt a sense of relief for the rest of their lives after a catastrophe.

The group was taken back to the police station by the police, and the unconscious singing girl also entered the police station.

Several policemen made notes for them at the same time, together with the surveillance video provided by the bar and the testimony of witnesses, Wu Yipeng and his two subordinates belonged to the party that caused the trouble, waiting for the specific punishment.

Song Qingzhu and Sister Hai were brave, but they smashed up the bar. The level of the smashing was quite serious, and they probably had to redecorate it.

Several people were locked up, waiting for family members to claim them.

"Song Qingzhu, your family members are here to protect you and come here to sign." Song Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, then stood up awkwardly and looked around.

She didn't call anyone, she had no family in Linchuan, so she didn't know who to call.

"Comrade police, who will protect me?" Song Qingzhu asked timidly, like a child who has done something wrong.

"You'll know if you go out and have a look. It's the first time I see someone who doesn't want to go out." The policeman said.

Song Qingzhu was slammed, embarrassed to ask any more questions, so he took two quick steps.

"By the way, there are two of your accomplices, let's go together." The policeman gasped, looked up at Brother Joe and Sister Hai, and signaled that they could also leave.

The three signed and followed the police outside, still wondering who was going to protect them.

As a result, everyone saw Rong Junchu at the handover place.Lin You pushed him and waited there.

He was wearing a light-coloured casual outfit and had obviously been rushed from home.Jun still had that cold expression on his face, staring at her with deep eyes, and suddenly wrinkled.