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Yan Le smiled and picked up the wine glass: "Okay, don't count your words~"

Huang Mao took out a wad of money from his arms, stuffed it into Yan Le's collar, and said with a grin: "Here is [-], as long as you finish drinking, I will give it to you."

Yan Le didn't take out the money, but picked up a glass of wine and drank it clean: "Five hundred."

"Okay! I like you like this, continue!"

One cup after another, Yan Le didn't know what he was doing, he just subconsciously poured wine into his mouth, he heard the noisy booing of men next to his ears, and his stomach was overwhelmed, Yan Le felt that he would not be able to hold on any longer.

The young people saw that Yan Le's speed had slowed down, and they were dissatisfied: "Do you want money or not? You are so slow that you have to drink until daytime?"

"Yes...of course I need money..." Yan Li bent his lips and smiled, picked up the glass and poured it into his mouth, but because his hands were weak, most of the glass flowed down his chin into his collar , the shirt was soaked, and the white and red chest could be vaguely seen, and two bright red spots, the young people present swallowed unconsciously, and one of them said: "I said, don't you think this waiter looks like a woman?" Is it still pretty?"

Huang Mao approached, raised Yan Le's chin and looked at it carefully: "It's true, a man with such long hair looks so sissy, it's disgusting!"

"Brother, I don't know. This kind of white face is popular now. I heard that it is very exciting and more comfortable than women!"

Huang Mao rubbed his chin and turned the drunk Yan Le over, lying on his back on the sofa with his neckline half open, as if he was inviting, his eyes sank a bit, and his Adam's apple moved.

"I've never played with men."

"You don't have to worry about this, we're here to help you." Two or three young people stepped forward and took off Yan Le's clothes.

Yan Le felt the danger in a daze, but his hands and feet were weak from drinking too much, and he couldn't break free: "You, you guys, what are you going to do..."

"You don't need to drink the rest of the wine, as long as you make our elder brother happy, I will give you whatever money you want!" The speaker smiled very lewdly, and then went to take off Yan Le's pants.

Yan Li raised his leg to kick, but was grabbed by his leg and dragged to the ground. Two young men sat on him, crushing him to death.

Huang Mao slapped Yan Le, grabbed his hair and said viciously: "I warn you to be quiet, or you will lose your life, let alone money!"

Yan Le's cheeks were burning with pain, his body was pressed down and he couldn't move, the young men stripped his clothes clean, and the disgusting breath sprayed on his neck, Yan Le closed his eyes, he thought he was If he can bear it, he will be the guest he picked up before, but Ying Tian's face and touches keep flashing in his mind, which stimulates his heart and makes him feel more and more sick.Yan Le pursed his lips, he forced himself to wake up, moved his hand to the side, grabbed the empty wine bottle, raised it without hesitation and smashed it on the head of the man on him.

"Clatter!" The sound of glass shattering was accompanied by the man's howl. Yan Li pushed the man away, panting and crawling to the side.

Seeing that Huangmao was beaten, several young people rushed forward, and densely packed feet and fists attacked Yan Le, who held his head and endured it in a muffled voice.

"You brat is so brave, you actually hit me with a wine bottle!" Huang Mao was helped up, he wiped the blood from his head, his eyes were red, and picked up the half-broken wine bottle on the ground: "Get out of the way for me! "

Yan Le felt pain all over his body, curled up into a ball, desperately moved to the corner, Huang Mao approached and grabbed his ankle, and dragged Yan Le over without any effort.

"Aren't you very good just now? Where are you going now?"

Yan Le scratched the ground with his fingers and crawled forward desperately. He didn't want to die yet, he still had a lot of things to do, the canteen hadn't opened yet, and the lotus in the small lake on the mountain hadn't had time to take a look. Who will save him? You can do anything.

Yan Le was dragged back by Huang Mao again, he struggled desperately and kicked with his feet, but his strength was insignificant in Huang Mao's eyes, the young people around were giggling, they were all watching the play, Yan Le Trembling all over, a huge fear enveloped his whole body, he twitched his lips, and flattered him: "No, no, I was wrong, you can do whatever you want, in any position, as long as you spare me, what will I do for you?" It's all right, please..."

Huang Mao grinned, appreciating Yan Le's gesture of begging for mercy very satisfied: "Okay, you give my brothers one by one, and I will spare you."

Yan Li froze, his face was pale, he pursed his lips and looked at Huang Mao for more than ten seconds, and then said: "Okay."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, and next to his ears were the wretched smiles of young people. Yan Li clenched his fists and his muscles tensed. Just as he was about to bear the next insult, Huang Mao let out a scream, and then followed the wine The bottle was broken, and young people howled one by one. Finally, the crowd dispersed and the bar returned to calm.

Yan Li lay on the ground and kept his original posture motionless, his eyes closed tightly. The man stopped when he walked beside him, and remained silent.

"Hero, can you bring me a piece of clothing?" Yan Li smiled and said, in fact, his eyes were swollen from the blow, and the blood in front of his eyes was hazy, and he couldn't see the appearance of the man in front of him at all.

"You look so ugly now." The man's voice was hoarse.