you are my uncle

After drinking one cup after another of high-strength wine, it was very bitter and unpalatable. He almost vomited, but he didn't have any intention of stopping. Instead, he poured more and more alcohol into his mouth, like this The pain in my heart can be a little less.

But the more his mother drank, the more she missed Liu Jiming.

Liu Jiming, Liu Jiming, Liu Jiming, Liu Jiming... Liu Jiming was all in his heart and mind.

The waiter saw that he was drinking upside down, and murmured something "Liu Jiming", fearing that he would still hang around after closing, so he went to pat him, "Sir, you drank too much, you need to find a friend or family member to pick you up." Are you going back?"

Zhaoming turned a deaf ear to it, kept drinking and shouting "Liu Jiming".

The waiter had no choice but Zhaoming’s mobile phone on the table rang. The waiter said “Sorry” to Zhaoming in a low voice and answered the phone by himself, because by coincidence, the name displayed on the phone was the name that this person said. Author "Liu Jiming".

"Zhaoming." Liu Jiming on the other end of the phone said that this was the first time he called Zhaoming and called Zhaoming by his name.

There was no expected response, but a respectful male voice, "Is this Mr. Liu Jiming Liu?"

Liu Jiming was very unhappy, his tone was not as soft as when he called Zhaoming's name just now, and he said coldly, "Who are you?" Why is there another man around Zhaoming, and why is another man answering the phone.

"Hi, I'm a waiter at XX bar. I'm sorry for answering your friend's call without authorization, but he is drunk now, unable to wake up and listen to the conversation, so I can only answer the call for him."

"The XX bar?" Liu Jiming's voice returned to normal, although it was still very cold, but at least it was no longer so cold.

"Yes."

"Help me keep an eye on him, I'm sorry." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

Although the gentleman told himself to keep an eye on the drunk man in front of him, the waiter had other things to do, so he carefully put the phone back into Zhaoming's pocket, seeing that although Zhaoming was drunk, he was still sleeping Be clever and leave to do other things.

"Liu Jiming, Liu Jiming..." Zhaoming yelled while lying on the table.

The two malevolent youths next to him had already noticed the drunk Zhao Ming, but because the waiter had been standing by the side just now and did not come forward, now that the waiter had left, they went over to him.

"Little brother, how about drinking alone?" One of the men sat down next to Zhaoming, put his hand on Zhaoming's shoulder, and the other man smiled and approached Zhaoming, "Brothers, let's drink with you. "

Zhaoming is a typical type of person who is immersed in his own world after drinking. Unless he sobers up, he will not respond to anyone who touches him. He is completely unaware of the existence of these two men and keeps drinking and shouting. Liu Jiming.

Seeing that Zhaoming didn't respond to the two of them, the two of them were more pleased than angry, which meant that the little brother would not resist whatever they wanted to do.

Hearing Liu Jiming shouting in his mouth, the man followed Zhaoming's words and said, "Hey, Liu Jiming is here, and brother is here." One hand touched Zhaoming's back, and a big fat hand Linger on that chiseled back.

"Liu Jiming." Hearing the man's response, Zhaoming reluctantly opened his eyes, and after seeing the man's face, he began to let go, "You are not Liu Jiming." A limp hand patted the hand that was groping on his body.

"Brother is much better than Liu Jiming and so on. I'll take you to heaven in a while." The man gently pushed Zhaoming's limp hand away.

Just as the two men were stroking Zhaoming and trying to lift him up to leave, when Zhaoming kept twisting and turning, a sharp male voice sounded from behind: "Let him go."

Before the two men could react, they received a punch without even turning their heads. They covered their faces in pain and let go of the hand supporting Zhaoming. bright.

"Fuck, what bastard dares to hit the uncle!" The two men raised their faces angrily, and smiled wretchedly when they saw Liu Jiming, "The young man is so handsome." He said again viciously: "Dare to beat me, do you want to die?"

Liu Jiming's eyes only stayed on Zhaoming's face lying on his chest and muttering "Liu Jiming", he stretched out his hand to smooth the slightly longer bangs on Li Zhaoming's forehead, "I'm here."

Zhao Ming rubbed against his chest, his eyelids stopped trembling so much, and he seemed to feel relieved a lot.

"But if you and this little brother are willing to play with us, then forget about what happened just now." The man said with a smile again.

"Get lost." Liu Jiming said coldly.

"Yo yo, look at this ruthless person, it must be enjoyable in bed." The man had no self-knowledge, and was still full of nasty words.

Sure enough, the next second Liu Jiming put down Zhaoming, came over and raised his knee to stab the man in the stomach, the man stood up in pain, "Damn it, I'll fuck you to death!" After speaking, he turned to Liu After Ming rushed over, another man also rushed forward.

It was still a bit difficult for Liu Jiming to do two things alone, and he had received a lot of punches on his face, but the injuries of the two men were even more serious, with bruised noses and swollen faces, and a face swollen like a pig's head. Even though Ming lost the lottery, he still retracted his legs calmly, punched, and hit the move with full force.

Those who touch him will be half-disabled if not dead.There was only one thought in his mind.

After a while, the waiter rushed over with security guards, only to stop him from beating people even worse.

The two men who were still red-eyed and kicking around were pulled from behind by several security guards, while Liu Jiming stood calmly opposite, because of his gloomy aura, and he didn't move forward again, the two standing behind him A security guard just watched him closely.

Liu Jiming made a phone call, and after saying a few words into the phone, the head of the bar asked the security guard to release him.

Liu Jiming turned around and helped Zhaoming up. Zhaoming was limp all over and couldn't even stand upright. Liu Jiming could only hug him up in the air, ignoring the astonished gazes around him.

Holding Zhaoming in his arms, Liu Jiming walked steadily, his face not dry and his breath not out of breath.