Abduct a boy and bring him back

When Ling Huan was resting in the middle, Zheng Hao stopped him again. This was the first day of work this week. The man seemed to be a little bit unbearable, "Xiao Huan, come to my office for a break."

"Brother Hao, I'm busy right now, can we talk about it after get off work?" After he finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Zheng Hao's face suddenly fell, and he grabbed Ling Huan's hand as soon as he reached out, and dragged him to the wall in the back corner.

All the waiters stayed away from this place, and no one wanted to cause unnecessary trouble.

From this angle, Ling Huan could still see the dance floor outside, full of crowds.

"You kid, are you playing with me?" Zheng Hao put his arm directly across Ling Huan's neck, restraining him so that he could not move.

The heights of the two are about the same, and their fighting power seems to be indistinguishable from each other. Ling Huan is not happy, "Hao Ge, what are you doing?"

"What do you do? Fuck you! You don't have to drink a toast, huh? You think it's a good thing for me to work for you?" Zheng Hao slowly touched Ling Huan's side face with one hand, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

Ling Huan was stunned, he didn't expect this person to turn his face so quickly, but when his hand touched his skin, he subconsciously slapped Zheng Hao's hand off again.

"You let me go!"

Zheng Hao was thrown away by surprise, and became angry from embarrassment. When he came up, he pressed Ling Huan and kissed him forcibly.

Ling Huan only felt a chill in his heart, one leg was bent, and his knee quickly pressed against the man's abdomen, the strength restraining him immediately lost, Ling Huan quickly dodged out of this corner when he bent down in pain.

The few good things in the bar have been looking at this side silently for a long time, Ling Huan only felt that his face was hot, as if someone had slapped him.

"Fuck, dare to hit me, who gave you the courage, damn it, let me catch him!" Zheng Hao yelled at a few waiters who were poking around.

Several people immediately gathered towards Ling Huan, trying to catch him. Seeing that the momentum was wrong, Ling Huan didn't want any clothes or anything, so he turned around and ran outside, hurried across the dance floor outside and ran out of the door.

Qiao Mohan, Xia Yifei and Yu Ming just got into the car and were about to start it, when Ling Huan hurried past his car, followed by a group of bartenders holding sticks.

"Damn, this bar is not a gangster." Xia Yifei poked his head and looked outside.

Qiao Mohan's eyelids twitched lightly, feeling that something was going to happen, he started the car and chased after those people, "Sit down..."

"No, Mo Han, are you going to help?" Xia Yifei grabbed the handle on the roof of the car to maintain his balance, Yu Ming glanced out the window from a distance, and asked, "Mo Han, is this child an acquaintance you saw in the bar? "

Qiao Mohan nodded, looking through the car window at the few people who were still chasing outside, Ling Huan ran like a rabbit, running straight into the alley, Qiao Mohan saw the opportunity to speed up the car, flicked his tail, and blocked in front of the crowd.

Several people stopped their feet, and two of them backed up and fell to the ground. One leader, who seemed to be a foreman, bluffed and shouted at the people in the car, "Who are you!"

Yu Ming and Xia Yifei looked at each other. Yu Ming copied two baseball bats from the back of the car and handed them to Xia Yifei who was in the passenger seat. The two opened the door at the same time and got out of the car with the impromptu murder weapon.

A smile appeared on the corner of Qiao Mohan's mouth. It has been so many years since he graduated from college, and he still pretended to be decent.

"Who are you asking me? Who are you! Anyone who dares to chase after me...doesn't want to hang out in city A anymore?" Xia Yifei knocked the stick on the ground one after another, pulling it like two to five to eighty thousand.

Yu Ming unconsciously twitched the corners of his mouth twice behind him, Boss Xia is about to show his skills!

Several people took a step back and put on a warning sign. One of them seemed to recognize Xia Yifei and said uncertainly, "Xia, Mr. Xia?"

Yu Ming raised his eyebrows, glanced at the man next to him who was still busy pretending to be X, and reckoned that Xia Yifei must be a frequent visitor to this bar.

"Know me? Huh? The one who dares to chase after me? Call Zheng Hao now and ask him to come over. I'll ask him if he deliberately wants to pry into my corner!" Yu Ming stared helplessly at Xia Yifei. The real thing is talking nonsense here.

Several waiters glanced at each other, knowing that the person in front of them was a prince, they didn't dare to act rashly, and one in the corner secretly called his boss.

"Brother Xia misunderstood, misunderstood, we didn't know that Ling Huan was your man..." The foreman stepped forward and walked up to Xia Yifei to pass cigarettes to the two. Xia Yifei coughed lightly and said, "I quit smoking recently!"

After the little waiter who called came back, he whispered a few words in the head waiter's ear.

Xia Yifei got a little impatient, picked up the stick at his side and shook it in front of several people, "What's wrong? Zheng Hao isn't coming?"

Several waiters shrunk their necks, they already knew Xia Yifei's identity through whispering, and they didn't dare to act rashly before speaking.

"Brother Xia, wait a moment, our boss will be here in a while, in a while."

Qiao Mohan got impatient waiting in the car, so he pushed the door and got out of the car and entered the alley with his mobile phone. It stands to reason that Ling Huan should have come out since no one was chasing him. This is another dead end.

Yu Ming and Xia Yifei saw that Qiao Mohan was serious today, so they simply led a group of minions to the bar again, ready to settle Ling Huan's matter.

When Ling Huan came out of the bar, he had already noticed that his stomach was uncomfortable, and he was running so hard that he would squat in the corner and feel so painful that he couldn't straighten up.

Seeing that no one was chasing him, he simply relaxed a nerve and sat directly on the ground.

Qiao Mohan turned the corner and almost reached the alley but didn't see anyone. He was a little anxious, so he took out his mobile phone and dialed Ling Huan directly, carefully identifying the movement in the air.

The phone showed that it was connected, but still no one answered the phone, Qiao Mohan frowned, looked at the darkness, already left?

When he made two phone calls and still had no news, he turned around and returned the way he had come.

After walking two steps, he seemed to hear some unusual voice, and stopped again... After pausing for two seconds, Qiao Mohan turned on the flashlight on his phone, turned around and strode towards the end of the alley.

The breathing sounded too harsh.

Sure enough, Qiao Mohan found the boy paralyzed on the ground behind the trash can at the end.

The faint light from the mobile phone shone on Ling Huan's face, he subconsciously covered his eyes with his arm, and said irritably, "Fuck, I'm still chasing after this!"

Qiao Mohan's face was slightly gloomy, he glanced at the painful expression on his face, and then focused his attention on him, he squatted down, stretched out his hand and pressed the place covered by his hand.

"It hurts here?"