male god is not easy to chase

Ever since Yuan Zheng reconciled with him in the second year of high school, he had never spoken to him with such an expression, and seeing him like this suddenly, it seemed as if he had returned to the time when the two were at odds three years ago.

Yuan Zheng panicked for no reason, "I didn't mean that, I'm sorry, I..."

Yuan Zheng was not born to be a talkative person, seeing Jiang Peifeng's face became more and more gloomy, Yuan Zheng quickly stopped talking.

But his silence could not get Jiang Peifeng's understanding.

After a while, seeing that Jiang Peifeng's lingering anger had not dissipated, Yuan Zheng couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes, and turned around to leave.

"Stop!" Jiang Peifeng shouted behind him.

Yuan Zheng stopped and turned his back to Jiang Peifeng.

"I'm asking you." Jiang Peifeng looked at Yuan Zheng's appearance, and the fire in his heart weakened for no reason, and he even spoke softly, "Did you buy my sweetheart?"

Yuan Zheng was silent for a long time, Jiang Peifeng stared at him without giving up.

Yuan Zheng finally nodded slightly: "Yes."

Jiang Peifeng didn't know what was going on in his heart, and it took him a while to taste a little bit of bitterness from the messy emotions, as if he accidentally bit the gall, but couldn't spit it out, so he had to swallow it mixed with blood and flesh.

As a result, the bitter gall was fermented in the internal organs, and along the blood vessels of the five internal organs, the smell leaked out little by little.

Jiang Peifeng asked again: "To compensate me, because you rejected my confession?"

"Not all of them," Yuan Zheng said, still turning his back to Jiang Peifeng, staring at the square floor tiles in front of him, "I lost that cat in your dormitory before, and I always wanted to pay you for one."

"No need," Jiang Peifeng said, he didn't know what to think, and suddenly felt very boring, "You can take Tianxin away, there is no need for that, the black cat was picked up in the first place."

All of Jiang Peifeng's feelings were weighed, just a few catties and a few taels. They were counted upside down and separated, sometimes thinking that Yuan Zheng liked him, and sometimes knowing that it was all wishful thinking.

A good relationship fell apart like this, and it couldn't be pieced back together.

But Jiang Peifeng still stubbornly wanted to keep a little bit of it, even if he couldn't even hold it up, "Really, take Sweetheart away, I don't want to see a cat so sad."

Yuan Zheng turned around in a panic, only to see Jiang Peifeng turning around and walking towards the gate.

"Wait!" Yuan Zheng hurriedly called Jiang Peifeng to stop.

But Jiang Peifeng did not stop.

Yuan Zheng dashed forward, stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Peifeng's arm, afraid that Jiang Peifeng would not even listen, and said eagerly, "I'll just ask a question."

Jiang Peifeng stopped and did not move.

Yuan Zheng paused for a moment, then asked cautiously, "Is that boy your boyfriend?"

Jiang Peifeng opened his eyelids and looked at him: "... so what if it is, so what if it is not?"

Yuan Zheng paused and said, "Do you have to choose a boy?"

Jiang Peifeng shook off his hand and walked in.

"No! I mean..."

The rapid ringing of the bell interrupted Yuan Zheng's words. Jiang Peifeng glanced at Yuan Zheng, and found that the latter had stopped talking consciously. He was discouraged, and angrily thought to himself: Why do you still have to count on it today.

He took out his cell phone to check, it was Zhou Jinghui calling.

Jiang Peifeng answered: "Hello?"

A mechanical and deep voice came: "I heard that you are Zhou Jinghui's current boyfriend?" There was a chuckle on the other side.

Jiang Peifeng had a bad feeling: "What about others? Who are you?"

In the brightly lit bar, only the lights flickered exaggeratedly, and the three primary colors of red, green, and blue swayed, making it almost impossible to see things clearly in the dimly lit bar.

In the huge bar hall, it was as quiet as a morgue.

When Jiang Peifeng rushed in with Yuan Zhengfeng, he raised his eyes and saw Zhou Jinghui sitting on the counter of the bar. The whole place had been cleared, and it was completely empty.

Jiang Peifeng's imaginary scene of a circle of people surrounding Zhou Jinghui didn't appear, and he didn't even meet the legendary Zhou Jinghui's ex-boyfriend.

It seems that Dora's idea of ​​supporting the scene by himself can only be used against ordinary people.

He walked over cautiously and called out, "Hey."

Zhou Jinghui turned around.

It was undoubtedly him himself, and it seemed that he had not been treated impolitely.Jiang Peifeng was half relieved, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the bar closed.

Seeing several people looking over, the waiter who closed the door bowed to them in a graceful and reasonable manner, and then walked inside without looking sideways.

Jiang Peifeng: "..."

Zhou Jinghui pointed to a camera inside the bar: "See, someone else is there."

Jiang Peifeng looked at the camera hole and asked softly, "...can he still beat people from a distance?"

Yuan Zheng looked in the direction Zhou Jinghui pointed. It was a video camera placed on the wine rack, facing the direction of several people.

"You think too much, now the bars are all under his control." Zhou Jinghui swallowed the whole glass of wine, tightened his hand holding the glass suddenly, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he was finally suppressed.

"Then what's the situation now?" Jiang Peifeng asked.

Zhou Jinghui said expressionlessly: "Wait. He seems to have something to deal with now, and he will come back to deal with me when it is over."

Jiang Peifeng: "..."

Yuan Zheng, who was standing behind Jiang Peifeng, asked, "How many people are there in the bar?"

"Seven or eight, I'm annoyed, I want them to leave." Zhou Jinghui pointed in the direction, "See, you're still staring."

That was the direction behind the door, Yuan Zheng saw a pair of eyes lurking furtively, realized that they were looking at him, and quickly shrank back.

Zhou Jinghui turned his head and looked at Jiang Peifeng, "Why are you so stupid, you really came if you wanted to? I still have parents who are the richest man, what can he do to me?"

Jiang Peifeng thought about it carefully: "It seems reasonable, then Yuan Zheng, why don't we go first."

Yuan Zheng glanced at him and said softly, "Don't make trouble."

Jiang Peifeng's ears were a little numb, and the two words seemed to have their own electric current, blowing past the ear, causing waves of trembling.

Why do you inexplicably feel that the two words he said have a strange feeling?

Before Jiang Peifeng could figure it out, a voice suddenly came from the camera, "Oh, I've been waiting for a long time."

The voice was cold and slow, Jiang Peifeng subconsciously grabbed Yuan Zheng's arm, and then let go.All three of them stared in the direction of the camera warily.

The man's voice was amplified by the loudspeaker, and in addition to the abnormal silence in the bar, he could hear it very clearly.

"Which of you two is Zhou Jinghui's boyfriend?"

"No one." Zhou Jinghui interrupted what Jiang Peifeng was about to say, and said bluntly, "This matter is between me and you. What are you doing with them?"

"It's nothing, I just want to see how your picky eyes are?" The man smiled softly.

Zhou Jinghui: "To put it bluntly, this matter is between the two of us. I apologize for what I did before. You let them go, let's talk alone."

The man laughed shortly: "There is nothing to talk about between you and me. Now I am Daozu and you are fish. What qualifications do you have to talk to me?"

Zhou Jinghui could hardly control his anger: "Then what do you want?"

The voice thought for a while, and said: "Well, I suddenly remembered that when I was chasing you, you asked me to drink twenty glasses of wine, and I drank it. How about this, let your friend drink too."

Zhou Jinghui said angrily, "He doesn't know how to drink."

"Forty cups." After a pause, he continued, "I just want to meet your boyfriend today, and you can leave after drinking."

As soon as the man finished speaking, the sound of wine glasses clinking and wine bottles being opened came from the bar.In just 2 minutes, a total of forty goblets filled with white liquid were pushed out by the bartender.

How many cups are there forty cups? One cart can’t finish it, and three carts are used.

Looking at the full wine glass, Jiang Peifeng felt a little dizzy.

This is liquor.

Zhou Jinghui stopped the bartender from offering Jiang Peifeng a drink: "I was the one who asked you to drink, so I should drink this wine."

"Sixty cups, he drinks." The man's voice was contemptuous, but the tone in his tone definitely made people feel scared.

The nimble bartender came over with wine glasses and put them on the cart one by one.

Zhou Jinghui's face turned pale. He stood up and said to the camera: "It was my fault for teasing you, but I didn't know your identity at all. If I knew, I wouldn't seduce you even if I was killed. Qian All the mistakes are my fault, the one you want to beat, scold, kill, and cut is me!"

"So what?" the man said, "I want him to drink now, what does it have to do with you?"

Jiang Peifeng understood Zhou Jinghui's reason for dumping him, this person was simply unreasonable.

He reached out and grabbed Zhou Jinghui who wanted to continue reasoning, "You don't need to talk to him, I'll drink."

Sixty wine glasses are placed on the body of ten people having a dinner together, which is also the amount of three full glasses for each person.

Calculated by weight, a glass of wine is 15 milliliters, and sixty glasses is [-] milliliters, which is less than two catties.Jiang Peifeng thought, and he slowly stretched out his hand.

"Wait a moment--"

Yuan Zheng, who had been silent all this time, reached out to stop Jiang Peifeng, and asked the camera: "You want Jiang Peifeng to drink, I'm his man, so it's okay for me to drink for him, right?"

As he spoke, before Jiang Peifeng could speak, he raised his wine glass, gestured to the camera, and drank upside down.

The camera didn't speak, and seemed to acquiesce.

Yuan Zheng picked up his wine glass and took a second sip.

Yuan Zheng is not a person who knows how to drink, and he didn't feel it after drinking the first cup. After he finished the second cup, he didn't know if it was due to psychological reasons, but he already felt like throwing up under conditioned reflex.

But he didn't stop, reaching for the third glass...

"Enough!" Jiang Peifeng suddenly snatched Yuan Zheng's wine glass, "Stop drinking!"

Yuan Zheng leaned half on the high stool in the bar and comforted: "It's okay, I can still drink."

"Drink a fart!" A loud noise suddenly exploded, and it was Zhou Jinghui who overturned the cart, and the glass shattered all over the place.

Zhou Jinghui picked up the wine bottle on the ground and threw it at the bartender, "Run!"

Jiang Peifeng reacted immediately, supported Yuan Zheng and rushed out.

Immediately, a bartender rushed over to stop them, Jiang Peifeng picked up a stool, and smashed it desperately, hitting the man's body heavily.

Jiang Peifeng didn't expect that he would be so ruthless. It seems that people are driven to a desperate situation, and they will really burst out their potential.

However, before he could catch his breath, his hands were empty, and it turned out that Yuan Zheng had been taken away.

Yuan Zheng pushed the thug away, and kicked it, but the strength of alcohol came up, this kick not only failed to kick him away, but almost fell himself.

Jiang Peifeng hurried over to help him.

Another thug rushed over to restrain Jiang Peifeng.

Jiang Peifeng reached out to hit someone without any rules, and Yuan Zheng picked up a wine bottle and threw it at him.

It's getting messy.

In a panic, Jiang Peifeng had no choice but to drag Yuan Zheng and run outside.

And behind him, the wine jar thumped loudly.

Before Jiang Peifeng could escape, a person suddenly attacked behind him.He felt a gust of wind hit him, hard and fast.

Before Jiang Peifeng could dodge in time, a heavy object suddenly hit him from behind.

Immediately afterwards, there was the dull sound of glass breaking against the flesh-body.

Yuan Zheng blocked his back.

"Yuan Zheng!"

"I'm fine," Yuan Zheng said softly, "Go out first, first..."

Jiang Peifeng couldn't hear what was said later, he was completely panicked, hardly daring to delay, and ran out with Yuan Zheng on his back.