Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

It turned out that the long-faced and wretched man blocking Lin Qiuran was clearly the drunkard and rogue man who harassed her in the past.

Seeing Lin Qiuran's full confidence, the drunkard and rascal suddenly became a little lacking in confidence.But he still laughed dryly, bracing himself for help.

He said very rascally: "Ah, let me tell you! Sister...how can I not have a long memory! Didn't I come here this time when no one was with you? Let's say it again, without you By my side, why does my memory improve? Huh?"

The alcoholic rogue man became restless again as he spoke, and stretched out his long, dark hand to Lin Qiuran meanly.

Before Lin Qiuran could react and dodge, the other hand directly ruthlessly pushed the big black hand away.

Zhao Qichen suddenly appeared in front of Lin Qiuran, and then his eyes seemed to spew fire, he grabbed the alcoholic rascal by the collar and shouted directly: "It seems that you are really fucking talented! Ah? Whose woman do you dare to touch?"

Zhao Qichen controlled the drunkard and rogue man effortlessly, but the bulging veins on his neck still showed how angry he was at the moment. He seemed like a lion whose hair had exploded, making people afraid to look directly at him.

The drunkard rascal was picked up by Zhao Qichen, his feet crossed a little, he subconsciously shrunk his neck, but then he said very stubbornly and arrogantly: "Boy, don't be so presumptuous here! You fucking hurt me so much!" Miserable, now everyone thinks I'm gay, and when I was pointing back, I saw your fans scolding me fucking, I must take revenge for this today!"

Zhao Qichen smiled disdainfully: "Okay, I'd like to see how you take revenge!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Qichen threw a heavy punch at the drunkard rascal, who closed his eyes in fear, and said with a distorted face, "Zhao Qichen! Aren't you a fucking e-sports player?" ? Don’t you have a game this afternoon? Are you not afraid of being suspended? Ah!”

Zhao Qichen's fist landed in front of the tip of the alcoholic rogue man's nose. He was right. There is no difference in management between e-sports players and sports players, so going out to fight and actively fighting are not allowed. delisted.

Zhao Qichen let go of his other hand, and cursed angrily. In fact, if he was the only one in this match, he would be suspended. This grandson should beat him too, but today's match is even more so than all SODs. It is an important step for the players to return to the public eye and become the chosen one again. This game must not be ruined like this.

Zhao Qichen understands this truth, and Lin Qiuran understands it even more. She frowned and walked to Zhao Qichen's side worriedly, and comforted him and said, "Forget it, don't delay the afternoon game because of this rotten person, let's go home."

Zhao Qichen nodded helplessly and unwillingly, Lin Qiuran turned on the phone the moment she turned around, and then a sly smile appeared on her face, in fact, she was the real vengeance.

Seeing Lin Qiuran and the two of them walking into the alley, the alcoholic rascal suddenly laughed wildly, staring at Lin Qiuran's fair calf, his eyes glistened even more.

"Want to go? It's not that easy!"

The alcoholic rogue once again blocked Lin Qiuran's way, but this time he was no longer alone, but in a gang.

Lin Qiuran and Zhao Qichen were blocked by a drunken rascal. Looking back, there were several burly men standing behind them, blocking the small alleyway tightly.

Lin Qiuran looked at Zhao Qichen subconsciously, and there were pieces of self-blame in her heart. If she hadn't provoked An Mianmian, she wouldn't have hurt Zhao Qichen.

Zhao Qichen held Lin Qiuran's hand directly, and then said with a bright smile, "It's okay, Ran Ran, don't be afraid if I'm here."

"Yo Yo Yo! It's really a concubine's intentions! Why did I become the stick to beat the mandarin ducks? It's so fucking boring!" There are many drunkards and rascals, and they are full of anger when they speak.

Zhao Qichen smiled sarcastically, and the disdain in his eyes was thick and heavy: "Stick? You are not even as good as a stick!"

"You! Damn it, I'll see if I won't kill you today!" The drunkard and rogue man was annoyed by Zhao Qichen's scolding, and he waved at the other people as he spoke.

"Don't you just want money? How much did that person give you? Tell me! I'll pay double!" Lin Qiuran said immediately.

The alcoholic rogue man was a little moved, but when he thought about it carefully, what kind of face did Boss An have, how many people surrounded him, and the only thing this woman in front of him could compare to Boss An was that face. With so much money for himself, the drunkard and rascal shook his head involuntarily thinking of this, it's not worthwhile, this deal is really not worthwhile.

The alcoholic rascal looked straight at Lin Qiuran, and then said with a cheap smile: "Ran Ran, you should keep the money for yourself, and serve me well, grandpa, maybe I can give you some! Haha... …ah!"

The drunkard rascal was kicked to the ground before he could finish his sentence. Zhao Qichen and Lin Qiuran shot at the same time. Zhao Qichen pointed at the twitching rascal on the ground: "I can't take it anymore. Damn, if you get banned, you will be banned, old man!" For my own woman, I don't care!"

But Lin Qiuran said coldly: "Can you call Ran Ran?"

The alcoholic rascal kept yelling "Ouch, ouch" and rolled all over the floor, are these two boxers, let alone Zhao Qichen, even Lin Qiuran's kick made his intestines knotted.

Lin Qiuran snorted coldly: "Hmph, it seems that you haven't done enough preparation work! I thought you knew everything about our investigation! Is it true that we have practiced muay thai for several years in your information? What about one?"

"What... what... Muay Thai!?" The alcoholic rascal looked at Zhao Qichen and Lin Qiuran, who had fierce eyes, and felt that he was like a chicken in the eyes of a fox. He kept rubbing his body backwards in fright, Stay away from the two plague gods in front of you.

"You guys! What are you all doing, why don't you hurry up and fuck me!" The drunkard rogue hurriedly commanded a group of thugs standing far behind him in a panic.

Only then did a few people come to their senses, twisted their wrists, and rushed towards Lin Qiuran and Zhao Qichen.

Lin Qiuran sent Zhao Qichen's hand away, and then said: "Don't move, let me do it, the game is important. Remember to protect yourself!"

After Lin Qiuran finished speaking, he dropped the small bag on his shoulder, and punched the strong man who was rushing forward.

The strong man seemed to be completely enraged all of a sudden, he wiped the blood on his face indiscriminately, yelled and rushed up again.Zhao Qichen was worried about Lin Qiuran. Even though she had practiced muay thai for several years, she was facing several young and strong men after all, but she couldn't do it herself. Zhao Qichen turned around and joined the melee.