Medical Women’s Business Route Back to the City

In an instant, the calm atmosphere in the bar was broken, and the screams of horror came and went one after another, not really chaotic.

Xia Lan's location was not too close to the gate, and they happened to be able to see what was happening at the entrance of the bar. Under the orange light of the non-city bar, Xia Lan clearly saw the glass door of the bar shattered to the ground, and in the debris, a man in a black suit was lying on the ground, hugging his belly.

Looking back again, a man with colorful hair and black casual clothes, a man in his twenties, wielding a machete in his hand, stood fiercely on top of the debris. Behind him, stood three teenagers who seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, with their hair dyed colorfully like the man in front.

Xia Lan knew at a glance that this was a local gangster.

The University Town is located at the foot of the Qinling Mountains, where there are most villages. And around X University, there are three small and small villages. These little gangsters are basically teenagers who have dropped out of school early in the village.

Xia Lan calmly looked at the few people who ran to the non-city bar to make trouble, but Ye Qing seemed completely unaware of what was happening outside. After the piano music suddenly stopped, the whole person was completely silent again. .

Withdrawing her gaze, Xia Lan gritted her teeth bitterly. This group of gangsters is really not the time to come. If she comes here for a while, she has already left here with Ye Qing!

Thinking angrily in his heart, but completely motionless under his feet, he moved his body inward, stretched out his hand to embrace Ye Qing's shoulders, and adopted an attitude of watching the theater under the condition that the situation would not hurt her and Ye Qing for the time being.

In the twenty years of staying in the Five Elements Continent, Xia Lan has learned two things, one is the weak and the strong, and the other is to protect oneself wisely. Xia Lan would not do nosy things.

The man holding the machete stopped for a while and saw that no one came out in the bar. When he was angry, he swiped his knife and slashed directly on the table closest to him.

"Wang lame, if you dare to do it, you have to dare to bear the consequences! My brother Yan, can you move if you want to?!" The sentence was violent, and angrily seemed to take the whole bar apart.

At the table where the machete fell, sat a couple. In the sound of the broken glass, the girl screamed and then fainted in the arms of the boy next to her. The boy's face was pale, his body stiffly embraced his partner's body, and he couldn't speak for a long while.

The students of X University are all good children with good character and learning in the eyes of their parents. When have you seen such a battle? As a result, the men's demonstration was very effective, and almost everyone in the bar shrank their shoulders.

Of course, those people do not include Xia Lan and Ye Qing.

On the second floor of the bar, in an elegant private room, a woman respectfully filled the glass of the man next to her, put down the bottle, lowered her head, and looked very respectful.

The man wears a decent suit, holding a delicate goblet in his slender right hand, shaking it gently; the dark purple liquid dyes a touch of transparency on the wall of the cup with the shaking, which is extremely tempting.

The man's left hand stroked a kitten in his arms, and occasionally scratched the cat's chin.

The cat rolled over comfortably, with a satisfying "meow", and his small paws ran across the man's straight suit, leaving a line of shallow marks.

"Oh, it's not good." The man chuckled, rubbed the cat's head twice, and drank the wine in the glass with his head up.

Sister Yun lowered her head beside her, but couldn't help but look up. The delicate Adam's apple turned up and down, and it was a little more temptation for no reason; the chin was slightly raised, forming a perfect arc in the air, arousing reverie.

She had always known that her master was a wicked evildoer, but she hadn't expected that she had evolved to such a degree now that even her forty-year-old would be tempted to see it.

Sister Yun quickly lowered her head before the man lowered her head, and her master looked at him in a daze.

"Sister Yun, go and deal with the scum below. In non-city, no one is allowed to make trouble again, otherwise..." The man's slightly hoarse voice sounded beside Sister Yun, and she didn't finish speaking, but she knew that her master hadn't finished. What do the words mean.

Otherwise, she can go home for the elderly.

"Yes." Sister Yun nodded, controlling the wheelchair under her, and went out to the private room.

After leaving the private room, a young man greeted him at the door, stood behind the wheelchair, and pushed sister Yun downstairs from the wheelchair-only passage.

"What's the situation now?" said calmly. Without the man in the private room by her side, Sister Yun's temperament has changed. If the sister Yun in the private room is a well-behaved cat, then she is a white tiger with outstretched claws, a white tiger who is elegant and domineering.

"Brother Yan has been making trouble, smashing a few tables every ten seconds, and seven of them have already been smashed."

"Does it hurt anyone?" This is what Sister Yun cares about.

"No."

"Well, send me downstairs, you call Officer Zheng, just say that there is a disturbance in the non-city." Sister Yun nodded calmly and ordered: "In addition, arrange for someone to look after those people and don't let them hurt them. People; now all customers in the lobby are not responsible for the consumption of the city, and at the same time, each person is presented with a VIP copper card."

Sister Yun had already started arranging the aftermath, obviously she didn't pay attention to the so-called little trouble of Brother Yan.

But at this time, Yan Ge had a feeling of increasing interest in smashing. The machete was swung down faster and faster, and the time interval between the two tables being smashed became shorter and shorter. He is standing by the eighth table, his facial features are twisted.

"Wang lame, you get out of me! Or I will smash your broken bar!" As he spoke, the machete in his hand was constantly waving in the air.

Mu Ya was always watching the movements of the man next to him, secretly controlling the fire spirit power in the air, ready to attack at all times. Unfortunately, the table where she and Ye Qing are located is the eighth table.

"Wang lame, I'll ask you one last time! Don't be a Wang Ba Lao huddled in a tortoise shell!"

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