C22 Little Aunt You've All Left
C22 Little Aunt You've All Left
"Ah!
Young Master Jin let out a scream as his neck was broken. His hands covered his crotch as he collapsed onto the ground.
Everyone in the crowd was stunned. No one expected Sui Yueyue to be so ruthless as to dare to kick someone to death.
To tell the truth, if Young Master Jin was just a normal customer and got beaten up by Sui Yueyue in Blue Sky Bar, not only would Brother Hu not blame her, he would even applaud her and rush up to give her another round of punches and kicks so hard that even his mother wouldn't be able to recognize him.
However, this was the influential Young Master Jin. If Brother Hu offended him, the Blue Sky bar would close tomorrow. Sharpei's mouth gaped open for a moment before he looked at Sui Yueyue.
Sui Yueyue sobbed softly, covering her clothes in a flurry of hands and feet as she turned around and ran towards the door.
You want to run after hitting Young Master Jin?
F * ck, you sure are dreaming. You f * cking ran away, what am I supposed to do?
Brother Hu's cheeks bulged, and he decisively rushed up to catch Sui Yueyue's hair. Regardless of her screaming and struggling, he forcefully pulled her back and crashed into the table beside her.
With a loud bang, Sui Yueyue slammed her head against the table, causing stars to appear in front of her eyes. She rolled her eyes and slipped to the ground.
"Zhang, Zhang Hu, if you don't smash this little bitch to death tonight, I'll shut you down tomorrow!"
Young Master Jin sat up with a cold snort. The tendons on his neck were bursting as he roared in rage.
"Look, Young Master Jin, I guarantee that you'll be satisfied!"
Zhang Hu gritted his teeth and kicked at Sui Yueyue's stomach.
Although he had long been envious of Sui Yueyue's beauty and couldn't bear to treat her like this, he clearly understood that beauty was nothing compared to power. He decided that he must make Young Master Jin satisfied tonight.
Bang!
Just as Zhang Hu's right foot was about to land on Sui Yueyue's stomach, a beer bottle flew through the air like a surface-to-air missile. It accurately exploded on the back of his head, sending out rays of brilliant light.
As expected of a murderer, after the back of Brother Hu's head was smashed with a beer bottle, he didn't roll his eyes like Sui Yueyue did. At most, he was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand with disbelief written all over his face.
Brother Hu had just turned around. Before he could see who dared to hit him with the wine bottle, someone rushed over and punched his left eye.
When Brother Hu fell on the table with a groan, his guards finally came to their senses. They all grabbed their chairs and pounced at that person: "F * ck, you dare to hit Brother Hu?"
"Kill this little bastard!"
"He's going to be a hero who saves beauties. Go and die first!"
Facing his subordinates who pounced towards him with a ferocious look, Lee Nanfang really wanted to use an extremely sincere tone to tell them that he didn't care about being a hero who saved beauties, he just couldn't bear to see so many men bullying a girl.
Even though this girl was the 'heartless' Sui Yueyue, he should be enjoying the show with his arms crossed. He should be able to live up to his principles. However, if he really did that, Lee Nanfang would not sleep at night.
Men were the same as women. Insomnia always made them older. Lee Nanfang, who especially cherished his stinky self, really didn't want to age before his age, so he could only put aside his personal grudges and brazenly make his move.
Obviously, the lackeys would not listen to his explanation, nor give him a chance to do so. As they roared, a few chairs came crashing down.
Since it was like this, Lee Nanfang didn't want to be a hero, so he had to take responsibility.
In his eyes, these lackeys were nothing more than a bunch of chickens and dogs. Mr. Lee only needed to use his little finger to beat them up. When he was about to kick the lackeys out, Lee Nanfang suddenly changed his mind.
It was true that he would take care of his subordinates easily and leave with Sui Yueyue. However, the most others would only mean that he was strong and should be a hero. They would ignore his courage in doing what he did.
But what if he hid his strength and engaged in a soul-stirring battle with his subordinates, preferably suffering some more injuries before defeating this group of scum and saving the beauty?
People would be captivated by his heroic spirit of 'though tens of thousands of people, I'm on my way'. They would praise him and worship him, and perhaps there would even be two or three beautiful ladies standing around, crying and shouting that they wanted to repay him with their lives — wouldn't that be beautiful?
At the very least, Sui Yueyue would be even more grateful towards him.
Since he decided to do something, then he will try his best to get the most out of it. This sentence was said by an expert and Lee Nanfang always kept it in his heart.
After he made up his mind, Lee Nanfang retracted his right foot that he was about to lift up. He bent down and raised his hand as if he couldn't dodge in time, then he let his subordinate, who jumped down from the sky with both hands, smash the chair on his back.
With a loud crack, the chair that was smashed against Lee Nanfang's back broke into pieces. Someone among the onlookers exclaimed, "Ah!"
It worked.
Lee Nanfang nodded with satisfaction and staggered down on the table.
"Kill him!"
Brother Hu, who had turned into a panda's eye and was covered in blood, woke up. He roared and attacked Lee Nanfang together with his brothers.
Lee Nanfang was fighting to the left and fighting to the right. He looked like a canoe in a stormy sea that could be hit by the waves at any time, but he just didn't do it. He would occasionally kick and make a lackey howl in pain as he shouted at his mother.
Sigh, these country bumpkins, after seeing such a wonderful scene, how could they not know to take out their cell phones to take photos and post them onto the internet so that more citizens can see my heroic actions?
Lee Nanfang sighed regretfully as his back got hit by Brother Hu's chair again. Sui Yueyue held onto the table and staggered up, just like the final victor on the battlefield.
She still hadn't steadied herself yet, so she grabbed a bottle of wine and smashed it on Young Master Jin's head.
Young Master Jin, who was about to stand up, immediately slipped to the ground again with a scream.
I didn't expect this little girl to be such a tough nut to crack. Brother likes her, Kam, come on, let's fight side by side with us, that way we can form a great friendship for war-- Lee Nanfang roared emotionally in his heart. Just when he was thinking about how to 'fight side with Sui Yueyue', he saw her turn around and run out of the bar.
Lee Nanfang was stunned: Damn, they just left like that?
He started to suspect that everything that had happened was a dream. In order to save the beauty, his face was covered in blood (the blood came from Brother Hu) and he was about to lose his courage. Sui Yueyue actually ran away on her own?
What is this all about?
Lee Nanfang immediately felt like he was being played by a fool. He was so embarrassed and angry that he no longer had the mood to continue playing with Brother Hu and the others. He wanted to use his godly power to defeat all these idiots before catching up to Sui Yueyue and asking her angrily, "Why is that?"
Sui Yueyue's disloyal actions made Lee Nanfang, who was in a slight daze, get seized the opportunity by Brother Hu. He grinned like a devil, raised up half of the beer bottle and viciously stabbed at his stomach.
A beer bottle with criss-crossing teeth was much faster than a knife. If it was stabbed into a person's body, death would only cause smoke to rise from their ancestral grave.
Lee Nanfang, of course, didn't care about the smoke coming from the grave of his ancestors. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and just as he was about to kick Brother Hu into the pit of his claws, a black shadow suddenly flashed in front of him, like a wooden stake, and heavily whipped Brother Hu's chin.
Brother Hu screamed, while waving the beer bottle in his hand and flew backwards. The bottle was about three to five meters away, and it even smashed a table.
"Wow!"
In the midst of the onlookers' surprised voices, Lee Nanfang saw Yue Zitong.
Yue Zitong, who was in a black suit and half-height riding boots, was like a godly soldier. Her hands pressed on Lee Nanfang's left shoulder and one of her long legs kicked left and right.
Brother Hu and the others, who were extremely vicious a moment ago, now transformed into a contrast as they screamed and flew backwards. Some of them even raised their heads and swayed their cheeks to the left and right, spitting out a mouthful of blood with molars on the back …
Handsome.
Yue Zitong's actions when she was beating him up were simply too cool.
In Lee Nanfang's eyes, the sharpness that Yue Zitong currently displayed was only the skill of a three-legged cat. However, it was still quite easy for her to deal with a hoodlum like Brother Hu.
After kicking the last lackey onto the ground, Director Yue lifted up her beautiful legs that were supporting his shoulders and put on a cool 'incense stick in the sky' pose. She slowly glanced at Brother Hu and the others and asked coldly, "Who dares to come up again?"
No one dared to come up, including Young Master Jin, who got up again.
Speaking of which, this girl was too powerful and too perverted. She treated four to five men as punching bags, who could bear such a thing?
Yue Zitong really enjoyed this feeling of 'supremacy'. Her gaze became sharper, and just as she was about to sneer, she felt a hand secretly tugging at her skirt. Lee Nanfang's weak voice sounded. "Aunt, you've left."
Yue Zitong was stunned. She remembered that she was wearing a dress. She looked really natural now, but she could still be seen under the dress. Luckily, she was wearing it conservatively today. Otherwise, she would be in big trouble.
"Shutup!"
Yue Zitong's face reddened. She cursed under her breath and quickly put down her right leg.
Lee Nanfang reminded him again with good intentions, "I saw the guy in the flowery shirt peek a few times, should I dig out his eyeballs?"
"If you don't shut up, I'll beat you up too!"
Yue Zitong forced the words out of her mouth and pushed him out of the way.
If Lee Nanfang wasn't her legal husband, even if he was chopped into pieces, she wouldn't have come to this kind of place.
"Wait, wait!"
Young Master Jin suddenly shouted, "You want to leave now?"
Yue Zitong stopped and turned around. She looked at Young Master Jin and asked with a sneer, "What? Are you looking for a beating?"
Lee Nanfang really wanted to kneel down and worship Yue Zitong.