All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

"How about sister?"

The boy smiled obscenely and greasyly, his eyes turned around Ning Yan's body, and stayed on the slender waist.

Two more people stood up on the booth, pushed away the woman beside them, and swayed slowly towards Ning Yan.

"It looks so pure, this little waist and thin..."

As the man spoke, he was about to reach out and pinch Ning Yan's chin.

Ning Yan dodged sideways, and pulled the doorknob with her fingers, trembling in her slightly cold tone, as if she was trying to calm herself down.

"I want to go out."

This sentence seemed to hit some joke, and there were a few laughs from around.

"Sister, you are boring."

The next two boys blocked the door, one on the left and the other on the right, with malicious faces on their faces.

One of them reached out and hooked Ning Yan's ponytail, and twirled a strand of hair to the tip of his nose, "Brothers, I love you so much, I won't play with you for nothing. Seeing that you look like a student, your living expenses shouldn't be much, right?"

As he spoke, he took out a stack of banknotes from his wallet and pressed them on the table, the hint in his eyes was obvious.

Ning Yan's eyes were slightly cold.

Seeing this, an arm at her side was about to pull her, Ning Yan took two steps forward, avoiding the man's hand, and approached the table.

Ask aloud: "How to play?"

"Yo, my sister is on the road!"

A whistle sounded from behind, someone pinned the stack of banknotes to Ning Yan's skirt waist, and looked obscenely.

"Then let's have a drink with my brothers first?"

"Okay."

The corners of the girl's lips twitched, and for a moment she was so gorgeous that the people around her were a little distracted, watching her movements.

Ning Yan pulled out the banknotes, glanced at the table, took a bottle of beer, and waved it in front of several people.

"Row."

The person who stopped her first raised her eyebrows, and was about to get the wine on the table sideways, but before she could lift it up, there was a sound of "swaying—" and there was a sharp dull pain in her head.

"You fucking dare to..."

The man covered his head and turned his head, warm liquid flowed down the side of his face, his pupils dilated as he watched the blood in his palm sway.

"Fucking stinky bz, I'll kill you today!"

The people around were stunned for a second, and when they realized it, they reached out to grab Ning Yan.

The glass bottle has just been smashed.

Ning Yan grabbed the bleeding man's hair and pulled it back forcefully, forcing him to raise his head and stick it against the wall.

The other hand held the half-shattered glass bottle, and the sharp glass touched the other party's throat, which frightened the others so that they did not dare to move.

"You stinky... ouch!"

Before the man finished speaking, the shards of glass pushed forward again, cutting the skin on his neck in an instant.

With the smell of blood in the air at the tip of his nose, Zhou Tingsi extinguished the cigarette on his fingertips, looking through the dim light.

His eyes stayed on the bleeding head for a few seconds, and then slowly fell on the lotus arm holding the glass bottle.

A scarlet cut, especially dazzling.

Zhou Tingsi squinted his eyes, his throat was slightly itchy.

"Don't mess around!"

The rest of the people panicked, the ambiguous atmosphere just now disappeared in the private room, and several women gathered together panicked.

Ning Yan pursed her lips and sneered, "Keep playing, didn't you say you want to play with me? What? No more seeds now?"

"Let go of me, I can't kill you today!"

The boy who was fired was still talking hard, Ning Yan shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "Then you can try it and see if you kill me first or I kill you first!"

When speaking of the last few words, Ning Yan's tone suddenly became serious.

The glass bottle in his hand used a little more force, his arms stretched, and the wound that was accidentally scratched by the splashing debris just now overflowed with blood.

The people around wanted to come up and pull her, but they dared not.

It was so stalemate for a while.

Until the black shadow in the corner finally moved.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent.

One or two stared at the black shadow and casually walked up to them, swallowing subconsciously.

"Si... Brother Si..."

"Brother Si, save me, quickly pull this woman away!"

When he finished speaking, Ning Yan grabbed his hair and tugged even harder, easily hearing him scream a few times.

He raised his eyes to look at the young man in front of him.

He is tall, with a very aggressive face, three-dimensional and stern features, thin eyelids pressed down, and he looks at people with a natural strength.

Zhou Tingsi's eyes fell on Ning Yan's arm that was oozing blood, and he suddenly raised his hand to pinch it, pressed his thumb against the wound, and opened his eyelids to look at her.

Ning Yan turned quite pale, trying to struggle.

The strength of the other party was astonishing, Ning Yan not only struggled to no avail, but the other party seemed to deliberately pinch her wound and kept exerting force, trying to tear her apart.

Ning Yan frowned, her lips pursed slightly, but the other hand pulled the man's hair even harder, and she insisted on not saying a word.

"Ah."

The sneer sounded strange in tone.

Ning Yan watched helplessly as Zhou Tingsi opened her arm, easily snatched the wine bottle from her hand, and threw it on the ground at will.

With a "click", the remaining half of the bottle was also shattered.

The rest dared not say a word.

"Brother Si, Brother Si! Don't let her run away! I have to teach her a lesson!"

The scalped boy screamed.

Zhou Tingsi's eyes were undivided, and his eyebrows were raised slightly, his eyes falling on Ning Yan's face were deep and deep.

In the next second, he pulled his arm hard and pulled the person to his side.

Ning Yan's wound was pinched by him. It didn't hurt much at first, but now he only felt that his arm was about to break, so he was dragged to the door like this.

Ning Yan watched Zhou Tingsi open the door.

then……

She was pushed out.

The door was shut again.

Ning Yan: "?"

Is this over?

What she just smashed was a dummy?

This is...

Finished?

Ning Yan rubbed her arms, looked up at the 1212 number on the door, she was stunned, took out the mobile phone in her bag and opened it, An Yi just called three or four times and she didn't answer.

There was a WeChat message in the notification bar, An Yi found out that he had given the wrong room number, not 1212 but 1221.

Ning Yan tapped the keyboard twice to reply to the message, walked towards the direction of the correct box, looked back at 1212 before taking two steps, squeezed the phone and dialed a familiar number.

"Brother Si, how could you just let her go like this!"

In room 1212, the bloody boy covered his wound, and shouted at Zhou Tingsi, who had returned to his seat:

"This stinky bz dared to attack me, how could he let her go so easily!"

This boy was called to play for the first time today. He had never seen Zhou Tingsi before, and he didn't know his style.

The scene just now only made him feel that Zhou Tingsi was embarrassing him on purpose, which would make him panic even more.

Someone around came to pull him and signaled him to stop talking, but the boy seemed to be excited, and ran directly to Jiaozhou Tingsi to question him sharply.

"What the hell do you mean!"

Zhou Tingsi's fingertips were stained with the freshly stained scarlet, and rubbing his fingertips, the sticky feeling was almost half dry, but the mellow, sweet and greasy taste did not dissipate.

Without looking up, he called out in a deep voice, "Jiang Zhi."

The boy named Jiang Zhi responded, and looked over through the gap between several people, and glanced at the boy with a bad head and bleeding head very sympathetically.

He smiled and asked, "What's the matter, Brother Si?"

"Noisy."