The male god of the wall: cute and black

Chapter 628 He has a livid face, as if a heavy rain is coming (2)

A shadow suddenly enveloped, Zhou Jue raised his confused eyes and looked at it for a long time before he could tell who it was.

"Come with me... drink... hiccup..." He grabbed a bottle of wine, hiccupped hard, and gulped it down desperately.

At this time, Fu Hei could see clearly that his forehead was wrapped with white gauze, he lowered his eyes, and asked coldly: "What's going on?"

In his impression, this kid wasn't beaten once or twice, just because of this, drinking to relieve his worries, that's really not his style, something else must have happened.

"Drink, I won't get drunk tonight." Zhou Jue swayed and stood up, with the bottom of the bottle turned upside down.

Fu Hei looked over with deep eyes, suddenly stood up, grabbed the wine bottle in his hand, and threw it aside, the bottle was already empty.

"Hi... vomit..." After a belch, he suddenly covered his mouth and vomited.

Fu Hei pushed him away in disgust, and after he finished vomiting, he grabbed his hand, ready to pull him away, and drink it again, absolutely drinking him to death.

"I want to...drink...you...don't...pull...me..." Zhou Jue felt double images of the person in front of him, with a sad smile on the corner of his mouth, he picked up a bottle again and poured it out. For a long time, there was no wine.

boom--

Throwing it on the ground, he cursed: "Damn, why is there no wine, wine, get me wine, if I don't get drunk tonight, I won't go home..."

"I'm in a bad mood today, bring me wine, bring me wine..." Now Zhou Jue stumbled and shouted like a drunk.

Fu He was speechless, picked him up, and dragged him out.

"Drink, drink..." The man dragged by Fu Hei kept chanting, the moment he raised his head, he suddenly saw a very familiar figure from behind, blinked his fascinated eyes, and suddenly struggled away vigorously.

Squeezing away from the dancing crowd, he rushed over, "Why the hell are you here again..."

His powerful hand grabbed the woman's shoulder fiercely, as if to break the man's shoulder, the woman turned her head quickly, frowning in pain.

When he saw the woman's ordinary face clearly, Zhou Jue froze, and quickly let go.

Snapped--

The woman slapped her across the face and scolded displeasedly, "Nervous."

"How dare you hit me..." Zhou Jue, who was drunk, raised his hand and was about to slap her back. Suddenly, four or five tall and burly men surrounded him with their chests and chest muscles puffed out, with fierce expressions on their faces.

Zhou Jue took a step back, suddenly felt something was wrong, and went up again, ready to fight those men desperately.

It's just that, being drunk, he was extremely unresponsive. One hand was grabbed by a strong man, and then both hands and feet were lifted up.

In an alley outside the hotel, Zhou Jue was thrown to the trash can, and five tall men surrounded Zhou Jue with a full body of muscle.

"Hiss..." Zhou Jue's nose was bruised and his face was swollen from the fall, but he didn't feel any pain at all when he was drunk, but the nerves in his brain were numb, as if he had been injected with anesthesia.

boom--

Another kick, strong man No. 1 kicked his ass mercilessly, Zhou Jue was kicked flying, knocked over the trash can, and lay down in the trash heap in embarrassment.

"Pfft..." The others sneered, laughing at his overreaching.

"I'll fuck you to death, how dare you beat me..." After falling several times in a row, Zhou Jue regained consciousness a lot, supported the wall, stood up, stared coldly at the strong man in front of him, and just swung Fist, was grabbed.

boom--

He was thrown against the wall again, and blood flowed down the corner of his lips.

(End of this chapter)