Passionate to know

When Song Zhiyang rushed all the way to the door of the bar, his eyes were red, and he looked so fierce that no one dared to stop him.

In the end, it was the bar manager who had seen the world, trotted up to Song Zhiyang, wiped his sweat and said, "Song... Boss Song, why are you here today... ehhhh!!!"

As soon as Song Zhiyang saw the bar manager, he grabbed him by the neckline and pulled him hard, lifting his feet off the ground in a daze, his breathing was difficult, and his fat face was flushed red.

"Song...Song...cough...boss..." The bar manager was about to roll his eyes out.

Song Zhiyang said viciously: "Say! Where is Anzhi?!"

Seeing that the bar manager was about to carry him in one breath, Song Zhiyang slammed him on the ground so hard that the bar manager's fat body made a loud noise on the floor.

"Cough cough...cough...cough..." The bar manager coughed in pain, not caring about the pain in his body, and seeing Song Zhiyang about to do something again, he hurried to know everything, "Upstairs! They're all upstairs!! The corridor on the second floor ends at the corner!!"

When Song Zhiyang heard this, he rushed upstairs like an arrow, his footsteps were hurried and messy, showing his inner panic.At this moment, he wanted to see An Zhi quickly, but he was afraid of seeing An Zhi being...

Will not!

Anzhi will be fine!

Song Zhiyang repeated this sentence as if implying himself, trying to convince his restless heart.

Running around the corner, Song Zhiyang looked at the door, raised his foot and was about to kick it open.

"Squeak——" the locked door happened to be slowly opened from the inside, avoiding the fate of being kicked.

Song Zhiyang looked at the person who opened the door, and was a little dazed for a while: "Anzhi?"

An Zhi was also a little taken aback: "Why are you here?"

"..."

.........

"So, my mother set up a speeding car to save people, but she was mistaken instead of pretending to be coercive?!" Tang Ling, who was late, leaned on the table and shouted angrily. She thought of how she looked like a little white dragon in the waves a few minutes ago Rushing into the bar, the second floor, and the room, but seeing Anzhi drinking tea well, even comfortably, she almost hanged herself without shame.

After listening to An Zhi's explanation, she almost didn't kneel down and talk to him: "Dear mother... The direction of this life is really unpredictable..."

He said so on the lips, but in his heart, there were countless muddy horses galloping past: Oh, this baby holding grass really hides his secrets. He actually fried an old fritter like Lu Qiyan, and he was so educated!Sure enough, forcibly pretending to be coercive is the most deadly... Fortunately, Song Zhiyang was on the back...

Thinking of Song Zhiyang, Tang Ling glanced at him, and saw Song Zhiyang sitting at the other end of the sofa with black lines on his face and black air all over his body, a typical "whoever offends whoever dies" appearance.

Tang Ling couldn't help slandering: Isn't it because you didn't succeed in saving the beauty as a hero?As for such a bad face? ...

"Hey, what did you do with the livestock?" Tang Ling asked An Zhi.

"Leave a small lesson so that he will not dare to mess around again in the future."

Tang Ling suddenly became interested: "What lesson, what lesson?! Lu Qiyan is a big boss, be careful that he won't spare you if he goes out!"

An Zhi smiled slightly: "Since we have done it, we will of course choose a once-and-for-all solution, and definitely let him be a 'good citizen'."

While talking, the waiter finally came out of the bedroom just now, holding a DV in his hand, and nodded to An Zhi.

An Zhi asked, "Is everything clear?"

The man replied: "Well, he can't help but refuse, and he understands it himself."

An Zhi pointed to DV: "Don't forget to send a copy to his family, and if you beat the dog, you will also get the dog's owner."

The man smiled: "I understand, thank you."

After seeing off the fake 'waiter', Tang Ling rushed forward immediately, and looked at An Zhi with a pair of expression eager for knowledge like a small animal: "Baby An, it seems that I have worked hard to save you without taking credit for it." For the sake of love being as endless as the Yangtze River, please tell me quickly..."

"I don't know." An Zhi was unmoved, and said nonsense with his eyes open, "You can see, he left as soon as he came out, and I didn't see what was in the DV."

Tang Ling's nose was about to crooked: "You you you you you...huh!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"Okay, can't you think of this?"

Song Zhiyang, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, his voice was deep and low as if something was stuck in his throat, without the slightest warmth, but with hidden ups and downs.

Song Zhiyang rested his elbows on his legs, clasped his fists with both hands, and rested his chin, his brows were furrowed into the word Chuan, and he continued: "If you want to shut up a hooligan like Lu Qiyan who cares about face the most, you have to use hooligan means to strip him of his mouth." It saves his face. What does he like to play most? What is the way of others to treat others? You want to go here."

Tang Ling suddenly realized, she slapped her thigh vigorously and stood up: "Hold the grass, how dare you!..."

An Zhi shook his hand: "It's not as bad as you think, it's just that he left enough material to make him lose face."

Tang Ling smacked her lips, her expression was so strange that her eyebrows raised and lowered, and she couldn't help sighing: "Young man, you are really a person with a strange bone structure and a person who wants to do great things!... Anyway, Lu Qiyan's matter is over. , he’s just a sick cat after getting all the handles~”

An Zhi wanted to say something again, but realized that his eyes dimmed, and Song Zhiyang's tall body stood in front of him, bringing a breathtaking sense of oppression.An Zhi looked up, and Song Zhiyang was looking down at him sullenly, which meant that An Zhi couldn't tell clearly.

"Come with me!" Song Zhiyang almost squeezed out the words, and before An Zhi could answer, he grabbed An Zhi's hands and lifted An Zhi onto his shoulders with ease, restraining his struggle with the pressure of his arms twist.

"You...! Let go!"

Song Zhiyang ignored An Zhi's shout and continued walking outside: "Shut up!"

Seeing that the figures of the two were about to disappear at the end of the corridor, the forgotten Tang Ling finally realized the situation.

"Hey!! You think I'm dead?!?! Hey!!"

"Where are you going!! If you say throw it, throw me!!"

"It's easy for you to lose me like this!!! Hey!!!"

Poor Tang Ling wailed like this, but only Song Zhiyang's ruthlessly disappearing back and the air flowing in the room responded to her.

"Damn it!" Tang Ling slammed her bag, "It's really better to have a dog than to have a friend!"