The ruffian is hard to guard

Zhan Changsong came out of the luxurious private room in Mansion One, and walked unsteadily to the bathroom.

He raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. It was 09:30, and he wondered if Fei Fan had fallen asleep.

Want to call him.

I fumbled out the phone, and hesitated again.Today he told a lie and drank too much alcohol, his guilty conscience and drunk phone call would definitely reveal his truth.

Reluctantly, he put his cell phone back into his pocket, and took out a cigarette instead. Before he took out one, he was bumped by an oncoming person before he could put it in his mouth.

"Grass!" Zhan Changsong took a step back after being hit, and subconsciously reached out to help the person who bumped into him.The man was delicate and weak, his body was as soft as a puddle of water, not only couldn't help him up, but he even pushed himself into Zhan Changsong's arms.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Zhan Changsong supported the delicate man with both hands, and asked vaguely, "Drink too much?"

Unexpectedly, the man's arms were wrapped around Zhan Changsong's neck like weeds, and he was short of breath, calling for help: "Husband, save me! Husband, help me!"

"What did you call me?" Zhan Changsong blew out the smoke reluctantly, supported the man with one hand, and pulled him off his body with the other hand, "You misidentified the person, I have the owner, don't Damn yelling."

The weak man was not in a state of drunkenness, but just burrowed into Zhan Changsong's arms with a look of fear, calling her husband indiscriminately, which attracted many people to stop and point them out.

Zhan Changsong was a little annoyed, so he stopped being polite. He grabbed the man by the neck and was about to throw him aside when an angry voice came from his ear.

"Stinky bastard, I'll feed you and drink for you, and you'll cuckold me!"

At this time, another man broke into the crowd and yelled angrily at the man in Zhan Changsong's arms: "Is that a wild man who came to look for you? I want to see if he can protect you!"

"Honey, save me, you said you would protect me!" The weak man trembled with fright, and hid behind Zhan Changsong, wrapping his hands tightly around his waist.

"I'm not your fucking husband." Zhan Changsong still can't see the trick here, this round is probably a fairy dance, these two men should sing this to extort some money.

Mr. Fei is strict with Zhan Changsong not to extort other people's money. How can others fool around with the money in his pocket?

Breaking away the tightly clasped hands on his waist, his face was clearly showing impatience: "If you want to play, find someone else to play with. My buddies won't let you do this."

Before he finished speaking, the furious man rushed forward: "Are you just that wild man? Such a big man as a bad face? He used my money to pay you back, and you really took me for a fool!"

"Where are you going!" Zhan Changsong brought some wine. He was already a little drunk, but he was upset by these two men. The man who rushed over dragged the weak man who was surrounding him behind him and pushed him, and the two men immediately rolled into a ball.

"I don't know you guys, so hurry up, no one will play house with you. Fuck, play Immortal Dance with me. When I play, you guys are still fucking unaffected."

Zhan Changsong didn't like such a gold-saving cave like the Yi Mansion, but those big bosses who had lost their tops all preferred this kind of place, and three or two would invite him here.Today, I invited him to order a table of wine, but was called away by an unexpected situation. Before I left, I paid for the drink, and generously planned to call some princesses or young masters for Zhan Changsong to accompany the wine and sing.

Zhan Changsong rejected his "good intention" with a big wave of his hand, but felt worried at the table full of beer and foreign wine.

If you die expensive, you will be blind if you don’t drink it.

So Zhan Changsong stayed in a large private room to drink alone, and occasionally yelled a few tunes that were out of tune, but he was at ease.

I just miss Fei Fan, my wife, and the feeling of soft jade in my arms.

Zhan Changsong, who originally wanted to put some water and drink a few more cups, was now irritated by the incident for no reason. He looked around, and when he saw a waiter who was watching the excitement, he pulled him over. Shaking his head, he said with a straight face: "Go, help me pack all the wine in private room 666, and I will take it away."

While talking, the two men who rolled into a ball on the ground got up, and they subconsciously looked at each other, exchanging a look of mutual understanding.

Then things got out of control.

Those two men rushed towards the unsuspecting Zhan Changsong at the same time, one shouted "Husband save me!" and the other shouted "I won't let you go today!"

Zhan Changsong was held tightly by one person's arms, and was directly attacked by another person, and his original full fighting strength was also reduced by one-third.

However, he fought so frequently in his childhood and adolescence that his body has formed a mechanical memory to resist counterattacks on its own.

The man who attacked him was like a trainer, and the attack was quite fierce. Within a few breaths, the chaotic fist was in front of him. Zhan Changsong quickly turned around and sent the weak man wrapped around his back under the fist, and only heard a few sounds With the miserable and sharp cry, the weak man had already received several heavy punches.

The body was hit hard, and the arms around Zhan Changsong were a little loose. Zhan Changsong broke it hard, and with a back thrust, he lifted the octopus-like man off his body.

He lifted the man with one hand, raised his fist with the other, and was about to beat him down, but he saw the man with thin arms and legs closing his eyes in fear.

What a fucking waste, Zhan Changsong felt resigned for a moment and threw him against the wall, then turned to face the murderer.

The man looked at the weak man who had fallen to the ground, and there was a bit of distress in his eyes, but he didn't know what he thought of. The distress came and disappeared quickly, and then his eyes changed into something Almost crazy desperate!

Zhan Changsong came towards him, and he also rushed towards Zhan Changsong, shouting as he rushed, "You guys are too deceitful!"

Zhan Changsong didn't take him seriously for a bastard at all, and when he dealt with it a few times indiscriminately and it seemed that he was about to catch him, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

It's a knife!

He tensed his muscles suddenly, and went to grab the man's hand holding the knife at twice the speed than before, intending to grab it and then turn around and snatch the knife.

Everything went according to his idea, just when he had already grabbed the man's hand and held down the man's shoulder, just when he was about to snatch the knife back, the man turned the blade and pointed the sharp blade at his own stomach!

Zhan Changsong was shocked!Injury is not self-injury?How could he have never imagined that such a drama would be staged!He didn't have time to think about the reason and let go of his hand to stop it. Unexpectedly, the man with eyes full of ruins actually took a step forward and sent his body towards the blade!

puff!The sharp blade pierced the flesh, and the blood flowed down instantly!

Zhan Changsong held the man's hand holding the knife and felt the temperature of the viscous liquid. He quickly raised his eyes to look at the man, and saw a flash of relief in the man's eyes!

"You..." Zhan Changsong had just begun to speak, but was interrupted by a sharp voice.

"Killed, Zhan Changsong killed!"

Zhan Changsong suddenly looked at the weak man sitting on the ground and screaming, his sharp eyebrows and eyes were full of snow.

It wasn't until now that he realized that what the two of them did was not wanting his money, but his life!