The wild and lustful social animal will act coquettishly, and the ferocious boss will have his soul

The cool touch on his face made Jiang Nan completely unable to contain the rage in her heart.

He circled his wrist and snatched the remaining pieces of porcelain from the white shirt's hand with his backhand!

Although my fingers can be cut, I feel no pain at this time.

Hold the porcelain piece tightly and thrust it directly into your neck!

When the sickly cold eyes hit the white shirt's shrinking pupils in shock.

White Shirt was scared.

"Forgive me..."

At the critical moment, Jiang Nan heard his begging for mercy and was suddenly brought back to her senses. She frowned irritably and moved her fingertips a few inches, then moved the porcelain piece a few inches and then plunged it in!

You can't kill anyone, but you can't escape the crime.

Make sure that the porcelain piece has cut into the collarbone, and turn it half a circle!

His hands are so cruel!

"——Uh-oh!"

Pain strikes!

The white shirt was covering his bleeding neck, and cold sweat broke out all over his head.

If he read correctly, the piece of porcelain had just hit his aorta!

This blue-haired one is the one who really dares to kill someone!

They are just bodyguards around Mr. Feng, and they are not considered official bounty masters in Beicheng.

He has some skills, but he is not good enough in front of Jiang Nan and Song Xiaolou.

It was because Mr. Feng was in the restaurant at the moment and had someone to back him up that he dared to bark in front of Song Xiaolou.

Only now do I realize the difference between ordinary bodyguards and ghost hunters.

After all, those who have actually seen blood on their hands are much crueler than ordinary people!

The white shirt was slumped on the ground along the wall. He couldn't pull out the broken pieces of porcelain in his collarbone, and blood was still flowing out.

He could only moan softly with a pale face and dare not move.

Skin injuries will not kill you.

It's just that the bone was cut, and it hurts terribly.

"..."

waste.

Less than 3 minutes after Jiang Nan took action, both his white shirt and yellow hair fell to the ground.

He turned his head and looked to the other side. There were several potted green plants placed next to the outdoor coffee table, which were particularly warm and illuminated by the surrounding warm-colored lamp strips.

But the scene at this moment——

Song Xiaolou stepped on the back of the bald man's neck with one foot and was putting the foul-mouthed braised egg into the flower pot!

The branches on the potted plant scraped against the bald man's fat face, leaving blood all around the potted plant, and blood droplets falling down the leaves.

Those who have some sense of sight have to pretend to be deaf when hearing anything.

These people are just trying to pluck the hair off the tiger’s butt.

Song Xiaolou exerted strength on his legs, panting and smiling with lowered eyes, his tone was always arrogant.

"Who do you think you are when you show off to me with your damn ability?"

"Uh-huh! Fuck you -" The bald man's face was grinding against the stone in the potted plant, and he hit his back hard with both hands, hammering Song Xiaolou's legs.

Song Xiaolou has a whip injury on his leg. If it hurts from being hammered, it will only get harder!

In addition to stones in the flower pot, there are biochemical fertilizers. If you absorb too much of this, you will be poisoned and suffocated.

"..."

"Remind me not to kill anyone, you're not going to do it lightly."

As Jiang Nan spoke, she walked over, kicked away the bald man's arm that was pulling Song Xiaolou's legs, and crushed the hand that smashed the ashtray under his feet!

The bald man was shaking all over in pain and couldn't even curse.

"I can't die." Song Xiaolou stepped lightly, allowing the bald man to rest his chin on the edge of the potted plant.

Like stepping on a dog.

Then, they both turned to look at the corner.

The last man left was wearing a blue blazer and jeans.

Now he was standing next to the white shirt, watching the white shirt gradually turn into a bloody shirt, swallowing hard and not daring to move anymore.

The man in the blue suit turned pale as he was stared at by the two of them, and muttered: "...You, you—"

At this moment, the black door was suddenly knocked open!

The big noise of a fight had already alerted the waiter. Tang Yan and Cheng Ze rushed over together, and the door was opened by Andy.

"Jiang Nan!"

"Song Xiaolou!"

"!"

The open-air smoking area was completely smashed.

Two half-dead bodies were lying on the ground, and one was huddled in the corner with trembling calves.

There was a bald man lying limp in a potted plant over there who had been stepped on by Song Xiaolou. His face was covered in blood, and there was a solid wood chair with a broken leg next to him.

"Boss..." The moment Jiang Nan saw Tang Yan, she took a step back.

Keep your feet away from the bald man's wrists.

He stood with an innocent expression. The small scratch on his face caused by the broken porcelain fragments was still bleeding, but not as much as the blood on the palm of his right hand.

"What's going on?" Tang Yan walked towards Jiang Nan without stopping.

Looking up and down, he also saw broken porcelain shards on the outside of the black sleeve of Jiang Nan's left arm.

Ok?

Jiang Nan's face was touched by Tang Yan's warm palm, and her anger instantly subsided.

He said blankly: "I don't know, Brother Xiaolou asked me to hit him."

"?" Song Xiaolou looked at him with wide eyes.

Although this is true, can't you put it mildly?

Sure enough, Tang Yan followed closely with cold eyes, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Song Xiaolou!"

"Song Xiaolou, take your feet away." Cheng Ze looked at the two people on the ground and hurriedly rushed from behind.

He dragged Song Xiaolou and stuffed him behind him as usual, and calmed down the fire towards Tang Yan.

"It's okay. I've seen it and it's not considered a fatal injury."

Song Xiaolou also habitually leaned against the person in front of him, put one arm through Cheng Ze's arm and put his arm around Cheng Ze's waist, and his chin rested on Cheng Ze's shoulder.

"Yeah, brother Yan, don't be angry, we all have a sense of what we do."

Before he finished speaking, he clearly felt Cheng Ze's whole body stiffen.

!

Why are you holding me?

Song Xiaolou hurriedly let go and took two steps back!

"..."

Tang Yan didn't know if Jiang Nan had any other injuries, so he could only grab the black sweater and take him outside.

"I asked them to call an ambulance. Get out first."

Of course, Jiang Nan was dragged away obediently, passing by Bai Shirt, who was still unconscious.

The white shirt looked up and saw the blue-haired man staring at him, and he trembled with fear!

Tang Yan paused for a moment, frowning as he looked at the bloody hole in the collarbone of his white shirt and the edge of the porcelain piece pressed into his flesh.

Oops, that's pretty cruel.

He asked the innocent-looking person next to him: "Did you do it?"

He also glanced at Jiang Nan's bleeding palm. No wonder he cut his hand.

"Ah," Jiang Nan gasped twice with fluttering eyelashes, leaning on Tang Yan's arm, her voice and expression were aggrieved.

"....He tried to smash me to death with a vase, boss."

When the white shirt heard this, he stared at Jiang Nan as if he had seen a ghost. Who wants to kill whom?

He accused the boy: "It's -"

Jiang Nan rested her head lightly on the boss's shoulder, looking down at the person sitting on the ground calmly.

His eyes were cold and chilling.

"!" White Shirt suddenly fell silent.

There were broken porcelain pieces around the decorative cabinet. Tang Yan nodded.

"Okay, then you should fight back."

He took Jiang Nan away from the smoking area.

"..."

*

It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and most of the diners in the lobby outside had left.

The restaurant manager also gave a discount to the three or two tables left, so please leave the restaurant in advance.

Only the two groups who had just fought were left unable to leave.

After all, there has to be an explanation. Let's wait for Feng Lingyun to come over.