Murong Duoduo was still running forward, so naturally he didn't notice the drunk man's movement.

The drunk man was furious, raised the bottle of wine in his hand and smashed it directly towards Murong Duoduo.

"Stinking girl! Let you run away again!" The drunk man was carrying bottles of foreign wine in his hand, and the weight of the bottle was much larger than that of beer.

If such a bottle hits the body, it will cause great injuries.

"Bang!!!!"

A huge cracking sound, the entire private room area.

Murong Duoduo was startled by the sound, and at the same time felt a few very tiny pieces of broken glass.

She opened her eyes wide in shock, turned slowly, and felt a huge shadow behind her covering his body, lying behind her to separate her from the inexplicable drunk man.

The man's right hand was hanging beside his body, and a long blood mark was drawn from his palm, and drops of red blood fell to the ground along his fingertips.

Obviously, he had just taken action to block the bottle that the drunkard smashed over.

"Anno!" Murong Duoduo was shocked, rushed over and pulled Anno's injured hand, "You are bleeding from injury!"

"I'm late." Anno stretched out the uninjured hand, gently stroked Murong Duoduo's little face, and comforted her.

"It's okay, I have nothing to do. You have to bandage your hands!" Murong Duoduo pulled him away anxiously.

"No." Annuo shook his head gently and pushed Murong Duoduo aside, "You stand next to you."

"You..." How could Murong Duoduo not guess what he wanted to do? It's just that his hand is injured now. Compared to the fright he just received, Murong Duoduo was naturally more concerned about the injuries on Anno's hand.

"I'm fine, I'll get better in a while, just a few drops of blood." Anno turned his face and looked at Murong Duoduo. Although he was still not used to giving her a gentle smile, this expression was still visible. It was obvious that she wanted Murong Duoduo to feel at ease.

"If you are afraid that you don't want to see blood, cover your face." Anno took off his coat and threw it aside, pushing Murong Duoduo backwards, "If you are not afraid, just watch how I will beat you up with this stupid pig."

Although Anno spoke very softly, he gritted his teeth, almost every word was squeezed out from his teeth, and obviously he was really angry.

Murong Duoduo stopped making a sound, picked up the coat that Anno threw on the ground and hugged it in his arms, and took a few steps back obediently.

Look, he is Murong Yanxing's daughter after all. Although he does not advocate violence, there is no such situation where he faints after seeing a few drops of blood.

Anno pressed his fingers and made a clicking sound from his knuckles.

"You, cough...you little brat!" The middle-aged drunk man looked at Anno's mixed-race and pretty face, and the feeling of fear just now was a little less. It seemed that he was the little boyfriend of this little girl's cousin?

Of course, Anno did not give him a chance to talk nonsense. He raised his arm, clenched his fists, and waved his arms vigorously. It was not exaggerated, but the arms were full of muscles, with graceful lines emerging. Those lines outlined the perfectly formed muscles on his arms, and it was obvious that the explosive force he was ready to explode and exploded the other party in minutes.
Chapter completed!