After watching for a while, he judged that song Shijun could handle so many people.
However, the problem was that the lights in the bar were too dim. In a one-on-many situation, it was difficult to guard against a hidden arrow.
Song Shijun's hand was pierced by the broken bottle when he tried to block it.
Qi ran finally made his move.
He sternly walked over and sent one of them flying with a kick.
Song Shijun covered the wound on his palm and glared at him coldly. &Quot; I don't need your help! &Quot;
She laughed and said, " I'm not trying to help. I just ... Suddenly feel like stretching my muscles. &Quot;
At that moment, the bar owner came over with his thugs.
"Who's causing trouble in my shop?"
His eyes naturally met song Shijun's.
Song Shijun stopped what he was doing and flicked his sweaty fringe. He put on his standard smile and said, " it's me. &Quot;
He looked at him with a sad look.
He admitted it with such confidence.
