MBHISG [MTL; CH 99+]

Chapter 125

Chapter 125 Chapter 125 Critical Situation and Heroes Saving the Beauty

A small roll of wool, noble and clean, is Xie Dang.

The man's name is Cheng Luo, the rich son, and he was not afraid of anyone. He looked at each other with cold eyes: "I teach my wife, what's your business."

Xie Dang thought and said, "Everyone is responsible for eliminating harm for the people."

The man was irritated and stood up suddenly from his chair: "Who are you?"

"I?" Straightening the woolen roll on his head, Xie Dang took the bottle of red wine on the table and lifted it up, the bottle facing down, dripping down the man's head, "Xie Dang."

A bottle of wine poured in the first place.

The man suddenly caught fire, wiped his face, and took a fork: "You fucking--" The hand was just raised, and his wrist was suddenly pinched.

The arm was numb, and the metal fork dropped and fell to the ground.

The man's face suddenly changed with pain, and he couldn't move. He just turned his head and his wrists were sore for a while, and he screamed: "Ah ... let go, let go, let go."

Xie Dang looked up and saw Shi Jin, flicking his eyes on the spot.

Where did this guy come from?

"His behavior has constituted domestic violence, do you want to call the police," Shi Jin still grabbed a man's hand and looked at the woman on the ground indifferently, "you consider yourself."

She lowered her head and didn't seem to want her to see her face, her hair blocked her expression.

"No thanks."

The woman quickly made a choice, picked up her bag, and hurriedly left the restaurant.

Accident? No, the reality is that there are not a few women who experience domestic violence, but there are not many who have the courage to be desperate.

"You, what do you want?" The man grinned and turned his back, and his eyes were fierce, "I warn you, if you dare touch me--"

Shi Jin let go, without warning.

The man's center of gravity was unstable, and he planted it back suddenly. The back of his head touched the corner of the table. He screamed with his head in his head, his eyes blazing into the sky, and he stared at Shi Jin.

Shi Jin didn't get sick, took the unserved napkin on the table, wiped his hands, and said, "Don't touch you." It was wiped again, and he frowned a bit disgusted, "I'm dirty."

There was coquettish laughter in the crowd.

The man swept his face, biting the back molar, and got up from the ground.

"You wait for me!"

With a cruel remark, the man scolded a few words at the lively crowd around him before he strode out of the restaurant.

"I know you well?" Xie Dang raised his eyelids and looked at Shi Jin.

He calmly said, "Not familiar."

"Then you do much business."

Shi Jinbolan returned without panic: "Everyone has a responsibility to eliminate harm for the people."

"..."

Xie Dang's mouth twitched, his speechless choked, his eyes rolled round, and he suddenly stopped, his expression immediately tense: "Someone is secretly filming outside the door. You first take Sheng Sheng to room 7 on the second floor."