Wild husband, please let me go

3 Drunk

"Brilliant" was as lively as usual.

"Ziyin, are you really going to enter Zimu?!"

"Correct!"

An Ziyin sat in a corner, watching those people dancing, the music was loud, and their voices were also loud.

"Xu Xiaotian, drink less."

An Ziyin had already drunk too much, yet he persuaded his friend.

"An Ziyin, we won't go home until we're drunk!" Xu Xiaotian yelled after gulping down a high-strength wine.

"Okay, if you don't get drunk, you won't go home!"

After An Ziyin and Wan Qin finished calling, her friend Xu Xiaotian called again. Xu Xiaotian said that she was broken in love and that her childhood sweetheart boyfriend didn't want her anymore.

Then they made an appointment to "Brilliant".

"Ziyin, Ying Haoyang said he hates me, I'm so sad."

Xu Xiaotian was already very drunk, she was lying on the seat, talking nonsense.

"Xiaotian, I saw him today, but he is still so far away."

An Ziyin also lay prone on the table.

"Hey, are the two beauties broken in love? Would you like me to make you two happy."

Five or six men with red hair surrounded An Ziyin and Xu Xiaotian, looking at them lewdly.

An Ziyin propped up the table with both hands, stood up, and looked at the people surrounding them.

"Are you red-haired monsters?"

An Ziyin, who is now drunk, only sees red hair wandering around her.

"The little sister looks quite iconic."

One of them, a tall and fat man, looked at An Ziyin with lecherous eyes. He raised his head to touch An Ziyin's face, but was interrupted by an unexpected visitor.

"Women who dare to touch the Lord, don't they want to live?!"

The man's low and extremely pleasant voice is Mu Zhimu!

"Damn, calling yourself a master in front of Lao Tzu, isn't it boring?"

The voice of this tall and fat man is very rough, and it's also very ugly, it can't be compared with Mu Zhimu.

"I'll give you ten seconds to get the hell out, I won't let me, Mu Zhimu, let you come in standing up and go out lying down!"

Mu Zhimu's voice was not loud, but it was very intimidating. Several people had already retreated slowly.

"A bunch of cowards, he's alone, can't we still beat him!"

The fat man looked at Mu Zhimu fiercely, but Mu Zhimu didn't look at him directly.

"Hey, you look exactly like the person I like."

An Ziyin looked up at Mu Zhimu, and pinched his face with his slender hands.

Mu Zhimu let An Ziyin touch him, and he still read the numbers: "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two..."

"Come on, brothers."

Before Mu Zhimu finished speaking, a group of them ran towards him and An Ziyin.

Mu Zhimu smiled gracefully, took out a gun from his waist, and quickly shot "bang bang bang" at their legs.

"I gave you a chance, but you don't cherish it, don't blame me." Mu Zhimu threw the gun on the ground like throwing trash.

No matter how loud the music was, it couldn't stop the gunshots, but no one panicked.

Because they know that these things happen often in the place of "Bright".

"Come on, let's go home."

Mu Zhimu squatted down, looked at An Ziyin who was sitting on the ground, and said to her in a gentle voice.

From the moment they entered "Bright", Mo Zhimu had seen it, otherwise he would be here, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"I have no home."

An Ziyin's watery eyes blinked and blinked, very cute.

"Who said, you still have a home, our home."

"Really? You take me with you."

"it is good."

Mu Zhimu hugged An Ziyin, "And her." An Ziyin pointed to Xu Xiaotian who was lying on the table and fell asleep.

"Don't worry, someone will pick her up." Mu Zhimu took An Ziyin out.

(End of this chapter)