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Unlike everyone in the audience who was filled with righteous indignation and wanted to rush up immediately, Shen You, who was blocked from playing by pressing on the keys, breathed a sigh of relief.

When it finally came, he would start to worry that the originally planned plot would not be staged according to the script because of Wei Lingyun's flapping of the butterfly's wings, but judging from the current situation, this cannon fodder gentleman is still very dedicated.

Originally, the bar only had ambiguous dark blue lights on. Yin Nanchuan didn't like to expose his appearance too much to the eyes of everyone, so when he was performing, there was usually only a lonely dark light on the stage, so he could vaguely see The delicate outline does not make it difficult to see the whole picture clearly.

But now when this unexpected situation happened, out of helplessness, the boss still turned on the bright headlights.

This "Fan Ye" is not a big person, but he can speak well on this street with many bars. These businessmen have always understood the truth that a strong dragon does not suppress a local snake. Next, I don't want to offend this kind of role.

I just hope he doesn't go too far... The boss doesn't pay much attention to Yin Nanchuan's personal safety. After all, these people can't be arrogant enough to kidnap people in broad daylight, and they have to be conscious of being harassed occasionally when they come out to do this kind of work Well.

But now there is still a group of passionate fans in the bar, if there is any bloody incident if one is not paying attention, then his shop will be greatly hurt.

The spacious bar was suddenly illuminated very brightly, and the audience who were interrupted looked angrily at the stage, and couldn't help but stare blankly at Yin Nanchuan's more beautiful appearance than they had imagined.

Not to mention them, it was Fan Ye who came to the stage to find trouble, and this was the first time he saw Yin Nanchuan's face clearly.

"Aren't you thirsty from singing? Let's have a drink for the sake of face." He paused for two seconds, then narrowed his small eyes in amazement. Two burly bodyguards in black suits also surrounded him, completely blocking Yin Nanchuan's escape direction.

Shen You doesn't know how to run away. He stood up "uneasy" when these people came to the stage just now, and secretly searched for Yan Fei's figure in the audience. He still needs to rely on this to get into their small group internal.

But I don't know if there was a real mistake or Yan Fei hadn't arrived yet, until Fatty Fan reached out and pinched his waist, he still couldn't find the upright and dignified face he had seen in the plot.

Although Yin Nanchuan's body has a rough fate, even when he was working part-time, he found a job like singing, and he didn't do much physical work. In addition, he was too busy and even seldom took physical education classes. To put it bluntly It is the type of frail scholar who looks thinner when he wears clothes and takes off his clothes... even thinner.

But his skin is still very sensitive, and he usually has to suffer from some small bumps for a long time. At this time, he was pinched lightly and hard by a powerful big hand, and the pain softened immediately, and he almost fell back. chair up.

Master Fan chuckled, and pushed the glass of vodka that exuded a strong smell forward again.

After all, the audience is still rational. Generally speaking, a dark environment is more likely to make people act impulsively. The boss turned on the headlights in time, which undoubtedly sent a warning to their sobriety.

When he saw the strong bodyguards with electric batons around Fan Ye, the buzzing angry commotion in the audience became much calmer.

Most people just glared at the bastards on stage, trying to kill them with their eyes.

It is a pity that everyone has not mastered this unique skill.

Yin Nanchuan is still very knowledgeable about current affairs. He has experienced many things, and he doesn't have too much boring persistence. He understands very well that there is no other way except to make the other party happy and satisfied in such a situation.

Just don't get really drunk - that can get dangerous.

He stretched out his hand to bring over the glass of clear wine, seemingly calm, but it was not difficult to see that his fingers were trembling slightly from the slight shaking of the liquid surface.

Shen You choked down the glass of wine in one gulp.

Unexpectedly pungent and irritating, his throat seemed to be burned instantly. Finally, he couldn't help coughing violently. He supported the piano with one hand, and covered his mouth with the other in embarrassment. Waisted.

Master Fan snorted: "Mr. Yin, why did you drink in such a hurry? If you don't know, you might think that I, Fan, forced you to do something you don't like. Come on, why don't you drink some of this to moisten your throat."

He handed over another glass of rum, condescendingly looked down at Yin Nanchuan who was bending over, and directly stuffed the glass into the other's hand.

"I...no..." Shen You coughed twice again, tears welled up in her eyes, "Very, very uncomfortable..."

When Fan Ye heard his refusal, his face sank just now, but when he heard the phrase "discomfort" that seemed to be showing weakness and acting like a baby, he suddenly became cheerful and kind.

Yin Nanchuan's voice is really nice, clear and clean, like a stream rushing, just listening to it makes me feel better.

Now his voice was a little hoarse from the spirits, but it was filled with some ambiguous energy that he didn't have before, which tickled people's hearts.

Master Fan swallowed his saliva, he didn't put on airs, but coaxed in a soft voice: "No, this wine is sweet, not as strong as before."

Shen You frowned and looked at the cup in his hand, not knowing how to answer this question.

Even without his experience, Yin Nanchuan, who has worked in the bar for so long, would not be able to tell if the special rum here is not here. This wine is the easiest to get intoxicated. If you drink a glass, you may be about to confess.

"I……"

"Moisturize your throat," Fan Ye shook his hand, "just do me a favor, there are so many people here waiting for you to sing."

Speaking of this, Shen You had no other choice, while annoyed why Yan Fei's unreliable person hadn't appeared yet, he took the wine glass, and tried to procrastinate as long as possible to sip it.

The taste of this wine is really good, and it is also mixed with carbonated drinks, so it doesn't irritate the throat very much.

But Yin Nanchuan's drinking capacity is really not very good, maybe because he drank too much just now, he already faintly feels a little dizzy now.

The bar was quiet, and the dark crowd stood there watching the young people on the stage frowning drinking, and couldn't help shaking their bodies while drinking.

At that moment, there was definitely more than one person who moved slightly, almost recklessly rushing forward to help him stabilize his body.

In the end, it was Fan Ye who got the moon first because he was close to the water. His huge figure was like an iron tower next to the thin Yin Nanchuan. Now the iron tower stretched out its arms and pulled him into his arms. Shen You still had half a glass of wine in his hand. Sprinkled all over himself and his front, he also didn't care.

Shen You struggled uncomfortably. It is conceivable that even if his strength was three times stronger, it would be impossible to break free from the opponent's arms.

"Hey, don't move around," Master Fan easily restrained his movements, and grabbed his chest in the chaos, thinking that it would be a waste of effort to bring a few bodyguards here today, "today Just stop singing, brother will take you to a good place..."

"Let him go!" Finally, a shout came from the crowd in the audience, and the audience turned their heads like wheat blown by the wind to look at the door where the sound came from. The voice was so solid and powerful, full of intolerance Ignoring the rage, they believed almost immediately that the man who spoke must be able to save their idol.

Oh, two... no, a whole bunch of men.

At first, there were two tall young men with good family background, handsome appearance, and at least 1.8 meters five or more by visual inspection. The voice just now was made by one of them. He seemed to be even more dominant between the two. , exuding a strong aura of self-prestige without anger.

The other one looks handsome and sunny. Although he is also stern-faced, it is hard to make people feel that he has too much deterrent power.

Of course, the most threatening thing is the group of bodyguards in black suits behind the two of them—this is the real bodyguards, which are only possessed by Lian Jiazi who wears headsets and black sunglasses, and walks around exuding vigor temperament.

In contrast, the few people on Fan Ye's side looked more like muscular gangsters randomly found on the street, and they had to throw away their goods.

Fan Ye himself was also shocked, he was sensitively aware that these people seemed to be beyond his reach.

But it's really embarrassing to let go because of others.

"This friend, my surname is Fan, is still a bit thin in the nearby venue..."

However, the other party didn't seem to want to talk to him at all—to be exact, he stopped him with a burning anger, and he didn't have the idea of ​​just stopping the situation and calming down.

Before he finished talking about the scene, the group of people stepped onto the stage in two steps one after another, beating anyone they saw to death.

It's really...more like a black club than them...

These two people are naturally Wei Lingyun and Yan Fei who came together. Yan Fei actually arrived in this city two days earlier, and then a friend here sent a video of Yin Nanchuan singing. He loves the art of singing and can't wait. Went to see it this Saturday.

It just so happened that earlier today I heard that Ling Yun was also arrested by his family here. With the idea that good things cannot be enjoyed alone, he personally ran to "rescue" his friend from the family surveillance.

You know, it took a lot of work to convince Wei Lingyun to come here with him. The eldest young master didn't seem to want to go out at all, just sitting on the sofa like an idiot and having fun by himself, making creepy laughs from time to time.

In the end, Yan Fei still took out the video to try to seduce him, but Wei Lingyun, who hadn't even flung him just now, jumped up from the sofa, his eyes looking at the screen of the phone glowed like hungry wolves.

Ah...then they were forced to come here with a pair of bodyguards. On the way, Wei Lingyun still hated the bad traffic conditions in this city.

——Since Wei Lingyun "run away from home" last time, and was investigated by the bodyguards for the bad experience a month ago, he can't get rid of these black tails that don't look like good people anymore.

However, the situation in the bar made him very grateful for this setting. If he didn't beat that fat man into a real pig's head today, he wouldn't be called Wei Lingyun!