Holding Xiao Yunhan who was completely unaware of danger, Ye Qiu stomped his feet hard and tried his best to avoid the sharp wine. However, because there was still someone hanging on his body, Ye Qiu was not moving as quickly as before, and the wine still pricked him.

"bass"

Although the sharp glass did not pierce the vital parts, it still pierced all into Ye Qiu's arm. For a moment, scarlet blood gushed like a spring, directly sprinkling Zhang Fan's face as if he was committing the murderer.

"Ah, I've killed someone!"

After seeing the heroic spirit, a timid woman yelled in the Gone with the Wind Bar. The already noisy bar became even more chaotic. Everyone ran away with their heads in their arms and did not dare to approach the center of the wine pool.

The tingling sensation from his arm made Ye Qiu frown slightly. At this moment, he could only hold Xiao Yunhan tightly with one hand, because the injured arm could not lift any strength, and the short-term numbness was really heart-wrenching.

As for the murderer Zhang Fan, when the sharp slag of wine pierced into Ye Qiu's arm, he stood there as if he was stunned, his lips trembling constantly, and he said incoherently: "I me."

He has never been such a man before. Today he was a rare man, and he was scared by himself. He was stunned and didn't know what to do.

"Do you want to see the King of Hell so much? I can satisfy you!"

A few sharp lights flashed across Ye Qiu's eyes, like a lion that woke up after a deep sleep, about to choose someone to eat.

After spitting out a few words coldly, Ye Qiu suddenly raised the injured arm, lowered his head and bit the wine, shook his head hard, and pulled out the wine that pierced his arm.

"Squeak"

The blood was sprinkling wildly on the ground, but at this time Ye Qiu didn't care about his safety at all, but gently hugged the girl's wrist into his arms. He didn't want such a flawless face to be stained with scarlet blood, even if it was a little bit!

"Ah, what does he want to do?"

The woman with black stockings hiding behind the sand shouted loudly that they had experienced many conflicts of all sizes in the Gone with the Wind Bar, and they had seen countless people, but they had never seen a man as determined as Ye Qiu. He would rather be injured by himself than be in danger of the woman in his arms.

Ye Qiu, who was angry, didn't care about the others in the bar at all. His injured arm picked up the wine on the ground, and the wind suddenly flashed in front of Zhang Fan, and smashed his head with great force.

"Bang"

Zhang Fan, who was stunned in the spot, was still shocked. Facing Ye Qiu's desirable blow, he had no way to dodge. The half-slice of wine directly smashed his head and bloody. Even his very unique black braid was dyed red with blood.

But Ye Qiu did not stop. He respected me one foot, and I respected me one foot, but hurt me one arm, and I will have your entire life!

With one hand lifted up the glass fragments on the ground, Ye Qiu smiled evilly and stabbed Zhang Fan's hand hard.

It was not over yet. Ye Qiu was still exerting force. The glass slag that had just pierced into the back of his hand, penetrated the entire palm, forming a blood hole as big as a cover. The small piece of flesh in the middle of Zhang Fan's palm was brutally sucked down.

"Ah, grass, it hurts me so much."

Zhang Fan was already in pain and spoke without hesitation. This strong stinging sensation made him feel worse than death. Now he has a whole piece of flesh cut off from his palm. It must be so painful that he is dying.

"Don't you value your piano-playing hands very much? Since it's so important to you, it's useless!" Ye Qiu said without any emotion.

"No, no, I was wrong, I was wrong, it hurts"

"I'm very sorry, it's too late!"

Ye Qiu ignored Zhang Fan's begging for mercy. Now even if he kneels down and calls his ancestors, it will be useless. Even Ye Qiu wants to do, the President of the State and the World President, can't stop him, let alone his little Zhang Fan.

Picking up another piece of slag, Ye Qiu used the same trick again, and thrust a piece of meat on Zhang Fan's other palm again.

"Hmph"

Ye Qiuzhi sneered proudly, you stab me with one arm, I will destroy your hands, since you break my wings, I will destroy your paradise!

"ah"

Another miserable howling cut through the sky above Gone with Gone with Troubles, as if someone had killed a pig, sad and sad, devouring people's hearts.

After today, Zhang Fan, who claims to be a musician, may no longer be able to play the piano. Ye Qiu was not only his paradise, but also his lifelong dream.

Scan the entire Gone with the Wind Bar, Ye Qiu's eyes were biting cold and said, "What? Is anyone going to avenge him? I'm free?"

Those men who only know how to be hooligans on women have never seen such cruel and vicious scenes. They all hid behind the Shahuo coffee table, squatting there, shook their heads in a quiet way, and didn't even have the courage to stand up.

Seeing that no one dared to come up and fight with him, Ye Qiu's frowning was slightly relieved. He tore off his shirt and tied it to the injured arm that was bleeding.

Fortunately, Ye Qiu changed into a black shirt today, and the blood did not seep out. After despising the silent coward in the bar, Ye Qiu hugged the sleeping beauty in his arms with one hand and walked out the door with firm steps.

At this time, the men squatting there wiped the cold sweat from their faces. Oh my God, that guy just now was simply not a human, a devil. He was holding a girl in his arms and stabbed his arm, and he actually pulled out the glass of wine, which was already in the upper hand.

If they were asked to choose once, they would not have witnessed all this cruelty, because Ye Qiu's method of slapping Zhang Fan just now was too cruel, which would become their lingering nightmare. Every time they went to the bar, they would think of the devil with blood sprayed on his arms, but his face was handsome and his evil smile.

As for the half-dead Zhang Fan, he was lying on the ground and panting. The biting pain from his arms had already made him feel numb. At this moment, he only felt that his palms seemed to be no longer owned, and he had no sense at all.

"What are you doing while standing there? Hurry up and take Brother Fan to the hospital!" An obese man was calm and shouted.

But half a minute passed, and no one dared to come forward to help Zhang Fan. At this moment, their minds were always the devilish face that Ye Qiu had just chosen to eat. Although he had already left the bar with the beauty in his arms, the cold murderous aura was still spreading in the bar, making people shudder.
Chapter completed!