Drinking, was under the kitsch

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heavy metal elements of the bar to hear the harsh roar of music, Xia Yimo looked at the sign of the bar, hurried into the bar...

The bar was filled with smoke, and the red men and green women on the dance floor were burning themselves with the music. Xia Yimo watched the crazy swaying crowd on the dance floor and looked around for it...

"Is Xia Yimo right?" A dressed, flowing chap chewed betel nut in his mouth, looked up and down at the rim of summer foam, and then sniffed, "Follow me!"

"Why am I going with you?" Xia Yimou asked carefully.

The little bastard sneered and pulled down his mouth. His face was impatient and he said, "You don't care about your father's life and death... Then you can do whatever you like!"

After that, the bully snorted coldly and turned to an aisle deep in the bar...

Xia Yimo wiped her mouth and endured it. Finally, she followed the gangsters along the aisle. But when she passed through the dark aisle, her heart gradually hung up and almost all her voices hung up!

"ah"

a sad scream came, Xia Yimo suddenly startled, too late to consider, shouted "Dad" and rushed into the door that the little gangster had just opened.

Once inside, Xia Yimo was shocked by the scene in front of him and could not respond. The whole person was frozen there.

Xia Zhihang was tied to a chair, her face was bruised and her nose and mouth were bloodstained. Just before she came in, she was kicked to the ground with her foot and chair.

"Dad!"

Xia Yimo rushed forward in spite of the big man standing around him, but before he reached the front, he saw a bright blade pointing at Xia Zhihang. At the right time, there was a gloomy voice, "Stop!"

Xia Yimo stopped and grabbed her hand. First she looked at Xia Zhihang lying on the ground and dared not look at her. Then she looked at the man with his legs up on the table and his mobile phone. She bit his teeth and said, "How much does my father owe you?"

"It's a good idea..." Zhao Haizui sniffed, put his legs down, went to Xia Yimo's face and looked up and down at her. There was a glimpse of satisfaction in his eyes. He lifted her face with his finger on her chin, looked at her glaring eyes, and said with a warm smile: "Not much... It's 100,000!"

"Clearly five... Ah... " Xia Zhihang's words were not finished, but he was kicked severely by others. The pain of his voice suddenly disappeared.

Xia left Zhao Hai's hand with foam and gritted his teeth at the snowball way of lending money like usury. "Let my dad go and I'll pay back!"

"Also? Ah... How much division of labor do you depend on? Zhao Hai sniffed disdainfully.

"Ten days!" Xia Yimo struggled to support himself, not to let himself be afraid, a pair of bright eyes said firmly: "Ten days later, I will certainly return you!"

"Why do I believe you?"

"If you don't believe me, then there's no money, my dad's life... You take it!" When Xia Yimo uttered this sentence, she almost exhausted all her strength. She looked at Xia Zhihang, who was scarred on the ground. She didn't know whether she was sad or angry. Her body was shaking slightly. She turned her eyes to Zhao Hai, bit her teeth and said, "If you believe me, I will pay back the money in ten days!"

"So give you ten days, how do I tell my brothers..." Zhao Hai hesitated and paused. He drew a vicious tick from the corner of his mouth. Then he signaled to the next person. The man grasped a bottle of wine on the table and put it in his hand. He looked at it and said, "Drink this bottle of wine..." I'll give you ten days!"

Xia Yimo looked at the bottle of wine in his hand, and at Xia Zhihang, who groaned bitterly on the ground, grabbed the bottle one by one, and then raised his head and poured it into it...

Spicy stimulating taste buds and throats, Xia Yimo's eyebrows were wrinkled together, but she was so "muttering" to drink...

Zhao Hai's eyes flashed a deep smile. He grabbed the bottle and saw Xia Yimo looking at him doubtfully, but the man beside him with a sign of evil smile on his lips said, "Let him go!"

Xia Yimo rushed forward to help Xia Zhihang, the feeling of burning came from her stomach. She couldn't care so much at the moment. She walked outside with Xia Zhihang.

As soon as the man came out of the door, she suddenly felt like she was spinning around, enduring, and taking a few more steps. Her legs suddenly softened, and the whole person collapsed to the ground. At the moment of coma, she heard the voice of Zhao Hai's playfulness...

"Send her to sophia!"

"Yes!"

*

Night, Presidential Suite, Sophia Hotel.

Longyaochen sat on the terrace, his slender fingers holding his wine cup, his slender legs overlapping, his eyes deep and sad, looking down at the night scene, letting the cold wind rage on him...

The snow under the night lamp is bright, beautiful, but lonely.

Last night... He and Ruohong are still here tasting the bottle of wine that she has kept for a long time... At the moment, he's the only one left!

Darkly laughed at himself, and Longyaochen looked back indifferently. A pinch of angry flames gradually appeared in his eyes. His thin lips were crowded with self-mockery. His cold face had a trace of fatigue. He looked up and poured the wine from his cup into his mouth.