Mobile reading An Qing's question made Xue Han's expression change.
He blinked and said after a while: "I just wanted to go to the bathroom, but I met a few acquaintances there, so I went over to say hello."
"Oh, that's right.
Why are you so nervous?
You're already sweating."
An Qing nodded after hearing Xue Han's explanation, and then pointed at Xue Han's forehead, which had no trace of sweat at all, and said deliberately.
"Oh, really, it's probably a little hot here."
Xue Han was still young at this time, and many things were still immature, so he subconsciously touched his forehead with his hand and found a reason for himself.
The waiter brought the food to him quickly.
It tasted pretty good.
An Qing ate quickly, but Xue Han was a little distracted and kept looking around.
Until An Qing finished eating and put down his chopsticks, his eyes were still Looking around.
With Xue Han feeling restless, the four drunkards finally wandered to the table where An Qing and the others were sitting, and then sat down on the chairs next to An Qing.
"What are you doing?
Get out!"
Xue Han watched the four drunkards sit down and then stood up and shouted angrily.
"Little pretty face, what is your name?
Do you know who we are?
Just dare to call him hee hee.
This little girl is quite pretty.
Come with me and have a few drinks with our brothers.
Let's have a good time.
There will be a lot of benefits for you later."
With that said, he was about to attack An Qing.
"I said this place is not good, this is the place you chose."
An Qing slapped the man's claws off, then looked at Xue Han and said angrily.
At this time, something happened.
Even if it was arranged by Xue Han, he could not say anything.
He could only say: "Anqing, come over to my side.
It's okay.
We'll leave right away."
"Go, where are you going?
I'm giving you face, don't be shameless."
As he said that, one of the drunkards grabbed An Qing's tea cup and smashed it on the table.
The delicate white porcelain cup shattered with the sound. , splashing a piece of food leftovers, and the drunk man also grabbed An Qing's wrist.
"Let me go, let me go."
An Qing was grabbed by the drunk man's wrist, his eyes widened, he looked at the drunk man and shouted.
"Let go, why should I let go?
If you don't give me face, believe it or not, I will do it to you now."
The drunk man opened his mouth full of alcohol and was about to kiss An Qing, but Xue At this time, Han was being pulled "hard" by the other three drunkards.
"You are tired of living."
An Qing looked at the flash of light in the drunk man's eyes and said harshly.
Then he turned around and bumped into the drunk man directly with the elbow of his other arm.
Drunkard's nose and mouth.
An Qing used some spiritual power this time, so it was extremely powerful.
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He heard the drunk man scream, but his nosebleed and several teeth fell to the ground.
The severe pain made the drunk man no longer interested in being a drunkard.
He stared at An Qing with wide eyes and shouted: "You little bitch, I'll kill you."
As he spoke, he wiped the blood from his mouth and faced An Qing.
He rushed over again.
An Qing watched the drunk man rush towards him, stretched out his hands, pinched the drunk man's neck with one hand, and held his hair with the other hand.
Another quick kick under his feet made him lie directly on the ground, with his neck still wet.
An Qing's hair was still being pulled.
This was an extremely painful position.
The man struggled hard, but An Qing's hands were like two iron pliers.
No matter how much he struggled, he could not shake him in the slightest.
Xue Han and the other three drunkards over there were stunned.
They never expected that the plot would turn out like this.
The other three drunkards didn't care about their appearance at this time and hurriedly rushed towards An Qing.
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