958: C958 Disappointment and Disappointment

C958 Disappointment and Disappointment

Unfortunately, Chiyuki still couldn't persuade her mother.

After accompanying her mother to dinner in the courtyard, Qian Xueqiu bade farewell to her mother. Shen Aoxue originally wanted to stay for a while longer, but she knew that Qian Xueqiu had been very busy recently.

"You have to pay more attention to your health. If you really can't do it, just tell the family head. The family head should understand you. " Shen Aoxue was not clear about Qianxue Qiu's matter, so she could only be so concerned.

Qian Xue Qiu nodded and left the courtyard.

He walked out of the Qian Family, got a taxi by the roadside, and disappeared into the shadows under the street lights.

In a roadside stall, a few burly men were drinking wine. Their voices were very loud, playing a game of drinking and shouting about their daily freedom. But here, everyone was understandable.

It was just that there would always be people who would be upset. At the table next door, a guy who was drinking wine felt very unhappy.

"Haha! You f * cking lost again. Come, let's drink. "

It was unknown who said this, but this guy finally couldn't take it anymore. He turned around and stood up, shouting, "Can you f * cking lower your voice a little?"

The four or five people were stunned for a moment. They probably didn't think that someone would dare to talk to them like this.

Looking at the owner of the voice, it was just a young guy. He didn't seem to have much strength, but his face was red. He must be drunk.

It turned out that he was trying to show off after drinking.

The four or five people didn't bother with him. They just looked at him and continued to talk about how smooth the skin of the girl they saw last time was.

The drunk guy wasn't anyone else. It was Zhao Dong, who had some strength that day. When the Qian Family people arrived, he hurriedly ran away. He didn't care about Chen Feng either. When Chen Feng saw him run away, he complained in his heart for a while.

The item was supposed to be in his hands, but it was still snatched away by someone. He had been in a bad mood for the past few days. That was why he was drinking alone here.

And these few people ignored him. They were already uncomfortable to begin with, and now they were even more furious.

He walked to the other party's table and patted a fellow on the shoulder, saying.

"I told you to be quiet, did you not hear me?!"

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked like he was not very clear-headed.

The fellow who had his shoulder patted turned his head, but he did not get angry. He only smiled lightly and said, "Brother, I advise you not to cause trouble. "

The rest of them also looked at Zhao Dong with smiles on their faces, as if they were looking forward to it.

If Zhao Dong was still clear-headed, he naturally wouldn't provoke trouble. But now, he was completely controlled by his emotions. He said angrily to the man, "Provoke trouble? I'll let you know what it means to cause trouble. "

Without saying another word, he went up and slapped the man's head.

The man couldn't dodge in time, and his head buzzed. When his companions saw this, they immediately woke up from their shock. They stood up one by one and rushed towards Zhao Dong.

Originally, with Zhao Dong's abilities, he was more than enough to deal with these people. However, the injuries he had suffered that day, as well as his drunken state, he had forgotten all his martial arts moves. The few of them surrounded him and could only barely hold on.

The other people could tell that Zhao Dong seemed to have some skills, but since they were provoked, they could not just give up. They used all their strength and wanted to beat Zhao Dong to the ground.

Zhao Dong moved his leg and was dodged by the opponent. He then kicked over the table that the few people were sitting on.

In an instant, the bottles, dishes, and bowls were all thrown to the ground, turning the place into a mess.

"F * ck you!" Among them, Some of them were furious. They picked up their folding chairs from the ground and threw them at Zhao Dong.

With a weapon, Zhao Dong became even more difficult to deal with. He took a few steps back.

The rest of them followed suit and picked up the chairs on the ground.1

If Zhao Dong woke up and knew that he could not deal with him now, he might have turned around and fled the day he fought with Chen Feng. Then, there wouldn't be any problems.

However, he had to fight these people to the death.

The folding chair hit Zhao Dong's head and broke it immediately. Blood slowly flowed down from his head.

When those guys saw the blood, they were a little afraid. They were also afraid that someone would really die.

However, Zhao Dong still didn't give up. It seemed like he was going to continue charging forward.

Someone pulled him from behind.

Zhao Dong also treated this person as a group of people in front of him. He turned around and was about to hit him, but his punch was easily blocked by his opponent.

At this moment, Zhao Dong finally saw the man's face.

It was actually a woman. She was delicate and charming. She was holding his wrist and looking at him with a faint smile.

"It's you?" Zhao Dong shouted in surprise.

Qian'er smiled. "Why? Don't you want to see your sister?"

It was as if Zhao Dong had suddenly been splashed with a plate of cold water, and he immediately woke up from his drunken state. He turned around and wanted to escape. He knew that if he fell into the enemy's hands, it would not end well for him.

However, the wrist that was grabbed was tightly grasped. Struggling was futile.

Qian'er looked at those men and said with a faint smile, "This guy's brain isn't clear. He smashed a few of you. I'll apologize to everyone on his behalf. If there's anything to compensate, I'll also compensate you on his behalf. "

She was already pretty, and her words were so polite. Those men looked at Qian'er and actually lost their temper for a moment. They looked at each other, and one of them said, "We'll just treat this as bad luck. If we meet again next time, we won't be so lucky. "

Qian'er thanked him repeatedly and brought Zhao Dong here to leave.

Zhao Dong naturally wouldn't come. He shouted. "Let go of me. "

Qian'er ignored him and pulled his wrist. She seemed to be able to easily lead him to a car at the side.

She opened the car door and pushed Zhao Dong in.

Zhao Dong wanted to escape from the other side, but he heard Qian'er sneer and say, "If you want to escape, I will nail the Soul Devouring Needle to your heart. "

Zhao Dong shivered. He knew the taste of the needle. After being threatened, he sat there obediently.

Qian'er also sat in the driver's seat, but she didn't say anything to Zhao Dong. It seemed that she wasn't the one who asked Zhao Dong to come.

The place they came to was a clubhouse. Zhao Dong had been here a few times and could always be treated as a guest, but now he was being escorted. Naturally, he could not go in to play. There should be someone waiting for him here.

Most of the people who came and went at the intersection looked at Qian'er, and even Zhao Dong was noticed.

He was a little afraid that if he met someone he knew, it would not be easy to talk to.

But soon, Qian'er brought him to a private room. The room was very big, but there were only two or three people sitting inside. They were talking about something, and there was no entertainment inside.

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