Chapter 971 The Beginning of the Bloody City 17

Cheng Bingfan is very beautiful, at least currently in the flashing and changing, and is breathtaking under the colorful lights; she has a small, charming nose, rosy and sexy lips, and her face is beautiful and pleasing. She is the kind of woman who looks more and more likes the more she looks. She has a natural curly hair, her two big eyes are very spiritual, and her long eyelashes are curved and curly, giving people a feeling of gentleness and virtuousness. The bartender likes to quietly look at Cheng Bingfan. In the nearly two hours since he came here from Cheng Bingfan, he always secretly observed her when he was fine.

"Miss, you drink it! If you drink it, you can't even walk back!" The bartender looked at Cheng Bingfan and poured himself like drinking water. He tried to persuade Cheng Bingfan; at this moment, a laugh came from beside him.

"A beauty drinks alone?" The person who spoke was a young man, looking quite worthy of the audience, and his eyes were flashing like a beast who discovered his prey. "It's so boring to drink alone, how about I'll help you relieve your boredom?"

This young man is not familiar with the bartender, but is not unfamiliar with it. He has only appeared here in recent days. From the other party's clothes, it is obviously not comparable to those gangsters. At least, he must be considered a rich child from a wealthy family. His appearance naturally makes the bartender feel a little jealous of a man. After all, compared with the other party, he is young, rich and leisurely. Such conditions can naturally be able to embrace the beauty in most cases, but if it were other girls, the bartender would be too lazy to ask, but the woman at this moment is different. Although the bartender dare not say that it was the first time that the other party came to such a place, the other party's temperament was obviously a bit incompatible with the place here.

"Why are you stunned? Didn't you hear me?" The young man roared, pulling the bartender back to reality from his imagination, and reality is often very cruel. The bartender sighed. He was just a plain-headed ordinary person and wanted to be a big man. What's the difference between seeking death?

"Why, you're also interested?" The young man looked at the expression on the bartender's face and smiled, "You are just a bug that will die if you step on it, or you'll stay away from these dangerous butterflies, otherwise you won't even know how you died." A hint of mocking on the young man's face.

The bartender was inspired by this sentence and his fists were clenched together, but soon he let go of his fists. As the young man said, life was really fragile in this place.

"Beauty, come, I'll drink with you." The young man approached Cheng Bingfan and laughed.

"Who are you? Do we know me?" Cheng Bingfan's eyes were blurred, and his body was almost crawling softly on the bar like a mud.

"I didn't know each other before, but don't we know each other now? Let's drink, let's drink." The young man said, while quietly putting his hand on Cheng Bingxin's waist. The young man's move immediately made the two people in a corner of the bar stand up. However, they quickly sat down and could hear someone's words in a vague way, "The Qing Gang people are there, don't act rashly for the time being, the sect leader and the commander of the East are coming."

"You, what are you doing?" Cheng Bingfan seemed to be drunk without any sense of consciousness. She felt something on her waist. She quickly raised her head and looked at the young man dizzyly and said, "Do you like me? Do you want me to go to bed?"

Cheng Bingfan's words stunned the young man, and then the young man laughed and said, "I just want to be a friend with you, that's all. Don't misunderstand the beauty. Although I am not a gentleman, I am not the kind of man I want to go to when I see a woman. Of course, I am really a little moved by being as beautiful as a lady."

"I knew, I knew, you men are the same, and they said so nicely, don't you still want to trick our women into the bed?" Cheng Bingfan made a drink and suddenly became quiet. After that, Cheng Bingfan suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of tears, "But, why is he not that way, why is he not like that? I really hope he is the same as other men, why is he not like that? Don't he have many women, why, why can't even see my thoughts, why can't I even see my hints?"

"Do you want to die?" The young man looked at the bartender who was pricking his ears and left a vicious word. After that, he looked at Cheng Bingfan who was already sobbing, and said to himself: Damn, women are so mean these days. If I don't mess with you today, I'm really sorry. If you said just now, don't you like being beaten so much, I'll kill you in a while.

"I'm really not only for you, so beautiful and so outstanding, there are still men who are willing to hurt you. Oh, when I think of it, I feel so distressed." The young man said, while holding Cheng Bingxin's hand on Cheng Bingxin's waist, he tried hard, and he was about to enter the young man's arms.

And at this moment, when the young man was about to be able to hold his arms, a hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.

The young man was stunned. He was about to turn his head when a huge force came from his shoulders, which made him almost scream. Then Cheng Bingfan in his hand was about to fall to the ground, and at this time, the huge force that made Nian tired and painful suddenly disappeared. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the young man immediately retreated to the side. It was not until this time that he realized that at some point, there was an extra man in front of him, a man holding the prey he was about to get in his arms.

"Boy, are you looking for death?" The young man looked at the figure with his back on him. He wanted to enter the attack, but for some reason, a cold feeling rose in his heart for no reason.

"I'll give you this sentence again!" After saying that, the man who suddenly appeared raised his kick and was about to kick the young man. This seemingly casual kick, although the power didn't seem to be great, the young man felt a strong wind blowing in the face. He subconsciously made a partner posture, and then his whole body was kicked several meters away by the other party's kick.

"You, who are you? If you have a habit, please sign up for fame." The young man pulled two broken arms and climbed up from the ground. His eyes looked at the other party with a hatred light.
Chapter completed!