Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

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Azhao glared at Xu Xiubai: You are unreasonable!

Xu Xiubai took a sip of his wine quietly and didn't answer the question.

After eating here, it is almost over. After all, it was a bit embarrassing for Han Yi, an old man, to cry like this, so several people discussed it and sent him back first.

As a result, as soon as the five people went out, they encountered a fool.

As soon as the door of the box on this side opened, the opposite box also opened, and two drunken men came out.

Looking at the posture of walking sideways, it is obvious that he has not drank less.

They didn't know each other at first, and well water doesn't interfere with river water, but when Xu Xiubai and the others were leaving, the drunk man opposite looked up and saw A Zhao.

The little girl was just eighteen years old, and she had a flower-like beauty, which was the most attractive age.

If that person looked at the four big men in front of him in normal times, and he was dressed in unusual clothes, he probably passed away after being amazed in his heart.

But don't expect a drunk person to have a normal IQ.

As soon as he turned in the direction, he grabbed Azhao straightly: Pretty little girl, come out to play with me...

Xu Xiubai's face darkened, and he pulled A Zhao back a step.

Except for Han Yi who didn't respond while holding the wine bottle and didn't let go, the other two people didn't look very good.

Wang Huaxin loosened his tie and let out a snort: Master, I have been in the flower field for so many years, and I have never seen such a poor way to strike up a conversation.

Xu Xiubai frowned and glanced at the man: Let's go, there's nothing to argue with a drunk fool.

Several people bypassed him and continued walking.

But they are willing to take one step back, while others want to take two steps forward.

stop!

The drunken person leaned against the wall, squinted at them and smiled: You...you go, little, little girl, hiccup... stay.

Sensing the tightening of his wrist, Ah Zhao glanced at the people around him, moved his wrist, and whispered, Let go, niece and son-in-law.

Xu Xiubai looked at her disapprovingly.

The little girl blinked at him, with a hint of cunning in her black and white eyes.

Xu Xiubai let go.

Ah Zhao took two steps forward and walked in front of the drunk man: What do you want me to do here?

Wang Huaxin looked at Xu Xiubai in a daze: No, Xiubai, why did you let Miss Chu pass? We four big men are not afraid of trouble!

Xu Xiubai looked at the little girl who was bending over to talk to the drunk man, her expression was tense, but her tone was calm: She is not an ordinary little girl.

The drunk man was already giggling: Of course, I will take you out to play...hehehe.

Ah Zhao also giggled.

She grabbed the drunk man's skirt, lifted him up, threw him on the ground, and stepped on an unspeakable part.

The drunk man suddenly let out a miserable cry.

The four teammates on the field and one teammate from the enemy all showed a complicated look at A Zhao, and felt that a certain part was tense.

A Zhao looked at the half-sober man with a smile on his face: Are you satisfied with this way of playing?

The man looked at A Zhao in a daze and shock, with a dazed look on his face.

According to Wang Huaxin's words, it is probably called a look that doubts life.

Hey, let me ask you a question! Azhao stepped on his foot unhappily.