I'm just here to make soy sauce

After Ning Yi left hastily, Li Changhuai's cell phone rang.It was He Zhou who called, and Li Changhuai pressed the answer after thinking for a moment.

"Changhuai, the other buddies miss you a lot, you finally came back, let's get together tonight."

Li Changhuai was not interested in this kind of entertainment that wasn't in the plot, so he just wanted to say no.

"Xia Liang is here too."

Hearing these words, Li Changhuai tightened his grip on the phone.

"Who are you talking about?"

"Xia Liang, don't you remember?"

Then He Zhou seemed to remember something, and paused.

"You don't know that she liked you before, do you?"

Xia Liang should be having sex with Ning Yi at this time, why did he come to their party.

"Where is the location?"

Li Changhuai's voice trembled slightly, and he didn't even notice it.

He Zhou didn't hear anything unusual, and happily reported a list of addresses. Li Changhuai had never heard of it before, and it should be a newly opened bar.

After hanging up the phone, Li Changhuai stared blankly at the phone, and didn't stand up until the appointed time. The suitcase was taken away by the butler as soon as he came back, and he had no intention of changing clothes. The coat and autumn shoes went out.

The original owner had always dressed casually in the United States, and Li Changhuai didn't care too much.When he got to the bar, from the moment he came in, the gazes cast from nowhere seemed to be glued to him, and he cursed secretly.He dressed casually in the brightly lit bar, like a pure student who has gone astray.Many people looked at him with ill intentions.

One of them looked very explicit, looking him up and down, which was very uncomfortable.

Li Changhuai endured it, took out his mobile phone and prepared to call He Zhou.A hand was suddenly pressed against his waist, and Li Changhuai looked at the owner of the hand coldly. It was a strange greasy middle-aged man.

Li Changhuai thought of the gaze just now, and then looked at his hand that was going deep under the hem of his clothes.

"I really treat Lao Tzu as a persimmon."

As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked the man out. He kicked the man more than ten centimeters out of nowhere, and covered his abdomen with his hands in pain.

After calling He Zhou, Li Changhuai successfully found the room they booked.With a few of his good friends in attendance, the atmosphere was pretty good, and he couldn't help but drink a few more glasses.But when he saw Xia Liang and Yan Mo sitting together in the corner, he had an answer ready to come out.

After drinking for three rounds, seeing each other again after a long time, everyone was a little drunk, and even Li Changhuai's neck was so red that he was about to bleed.

Li Changhuai was so dizzy from drinking that he felt dizzy when he walked. He walked out of the box to go to the bathroom.When he reached the door of the toilet, he heard footsteps, the footsteps of many people walking towards him together.

He fumbled in his pocket casually.

... I forgot my mobile phone and couldn't make calls.

He suddenly ran towards the direction of no one, and a group of people behind saw him running and chased after him.But bumped into someone at the corner, it was that greasy middle-aged man.

It turned out to be him, Li Changhuai scolded the whole family of this person in his heart.

"Now, tell me again, who is the soft persimmon?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Changhuai punched him, and the man's eyes on one side were swollen and turned purple.The people behind immediately rushed up. In fact, Li Changhuai seldom fights, and the number of opponents is large, so he was pinned down by several people in a short while.

"Take him to the car." The middle-aged man said angrily, covering his eyes.

Li Changhuai was dragged out of the bar. A black Audi happened to be parked on the side of the road. He was tied hand and foot and stuffed into the back seat of the car.Just as the other people were dismissed by the man and the middle-aged man was about to get in the car and drive away, he pressed his hand against the car door.

"He's really not a soft persimmon."

After speaking, Ning Yi punched the man unconscious.

Seeing Ning Yi also coming, Li Changhuai just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief when a strong light suddenly shone on his face, and he narrowed his eyes uncomfortably.

Vaguely, he saw a car heading straight towards him.

He also saw that there was no one in the cab of the car.