The boy in the lead was furious by Shang Lu's provocative eyes. He punched him without saying a word, but was subdued by Shang Lu and threw him hard to one side.

Someone else was about to step forward, and Jiang Li suddenly spoke: "If you have time to do something here, it's better to go and see the people inside. If you have any problems, you will be the reputation of your store."

The movements of several people were absent. The boy with red hair in the lead pointed the wine bottle at Jiang Li and threatened: "Then you wait for me. If Brother Liu really has a few things, who are you two, who will he be?

Mom, don't even think about it."

As he said that, the man winked at the boys around him.

Several of the boys looked at Shang Lu and Jiang Li vigilantly, and then squeezed in from the door to help Liu Wei up.

However, Liu Wei kept his eyes closed and there was no movement. Several boys shook his shoulders and turned their heads to shout at Hongmao in horror: "Brother Liu, is he dead?"

Hongmao's face changed drastically, and she didn't care about Jiang Li and Shang Lu for a while, and hurriedly squeezed into the room.

"I didn't die, I just fainted." Jiang Li pulled Shang Lu's sleeve and whispered in his ear.

Shang Lu raised his eyebrows suddenly, raised his hand to wipe the blood on the corner of his lips, and the hostility on his body was suppressed, "Then let's go?"

"Okay." Jiang Li nodded, letting Shang Lu pull him out.

The red-haired man squatted beside Liu Wei, reached out to find out his breath, and slapped the person who had just shouted: "What are you shouting in fuss? People just fainted, why are you dead? Why are you still standing there?

ambulance!"

For a moment, the crowd in the private room was in and out, and Hongmao was circling around the place with a cigarette butt in her mouth, and suddenly slapped her forehead: "Damn, where are the two people just now? Hurry, hurry up and get them back!"

Shang Lu took Jiang Li and passed through the noisy crowd in the middle of the bar dance floor, and the people behind him chased him relentlessly.

The already lively dance floor was completely in chaos because of this pursuit.

Shang Lu held Jiang Li's hand and took advantage of the lack of people to slip out of the side door.

Outside the side door, there was a narrow and empty alley. The cold wind blew away the smell of alcohol on the body, making people feel clear and clear.

Shang Lu felt Jiang Li's hand trembling in his palm, and pinched her tiger's mouth lightly and hard to show comfort. He confirmed that the person behind him did not catch up, so he slowed down and led her on the way.

Wandering around.

Because it was New Year's Eve, the road was very lively, and the crowds came and went, and stopped at the entrances of various small shops. There were music and hawking sounds from the speakers along the streets.

The crowd was noisy and lively, but Jiang Li always pursed his lips tightly and looked at the ground with his eyes down.

Unlike the last emotional collapse, Jiang Li was completely quiet and silent this time.

Rather than being quiet, it is more appropriate to use the word "dead" to describe it.

Her body was surrounded by an invisible circle of depression and depression, like a protective cover of self, which isolated her from the surrounding excitement.

People outside can't get in, and she can't get out of the inside.

Shang Lu looked at her with his eyes down, his heartbeat was also pulled by the trembling amplitude of her eye feathers, and the dull pain in his heart became stronger.

"Didi--" A small electric donkey rides by his side, and Shang Lu pulled Jiang Li to him, avoiding the vehicle.

The two of them walked through the crowd for a long time, and there was still a distance from the parking lot. Shanglu raised his eyes and looked at the billboards lit up in the department store opposite. Colorful balloons were floating under the flashing neon lights.

"Are you still scared?"

"No." Jiang Li shook his head when he knew that he was talking about Liu Wei.

She is not afraid of a person like Liu Wei.

What's more, Shang Lu told her before entering that he would ensure her safety.

Although she didn't know why, his existence always made her feel at ease.

"Then..." Shang Lu suddenly stopped, walked to the opposite side of Jiang Li, lowered his head and looked straight with her, "Isn't it convenient for Fang to tell me?"

He restrained his usual carelessness and cynicism, and the wise and wise boy voice had a hint of undetectable tension.

The neon lights came from behind him, covering the shadows from the top of his hair, but his eyes were surprisingly lit in the darkness.

Jiang Li looked at it steadily, thinking uncontrollably in his mind that Chi Yu, who was implicated by her, almost had a lingering life, along with this, the previous car accident in Shang Lu.

The strange and unintentional car accident that Liang Hong told him.

As Liang Hong said, the police could not find any clues in the car accident. She refused to give up and asked Assistant Zhou to investigate again, but the result was the same, with no clues.

In the surveillance, there was no one across the side where Liang Hong had sat, and the bank account for transfer was also passed by Liang Hong’s customer’s account.

All traces seemed to be deliberately smeared.

Could it be? This is also Shang Xingyan... Jiang Li's pupils suddenly stopped, and he remembered that on the night of Shang Lu's car accident, she met Shang Xingyan who had just returned to China in the hospital corridor.

It seemed as if she had deliberately pinched the time and waited for her to appear, her itinerary was controlled between her five fingers.

This consciousness made her feel scared. If it was really as she thought, what was the purpose?

What is the purpose of business deeds?

With all his previous actions, the answer was about to emerge - to take all the people around her away, leaving him alone, so as to further control her.

As before.

Jiang Li was so shocked that his palms were sweating in a cold sweat.

Shang Lu held her hand tightly, easily noticed her small movements and bent over again, "Jiang Li?"

"Shang Lu." Jiang Li lowered his eyes and avoided his eyes and shook his head gently.

She was in a mess now, and a series of information and extreme emotions hit her brain nerves, making her feel that she was in a bad mood.

It was so bad that the people around him were repeatedly implicated in danger.

"I want to digest it myself."

Without a direct answer, he just refused politely.

Shang Lu's eyes flashed with a look of disappointment, and he could only quietly hold her hand tightly, then open his other arm to her, trying to make himself smile easily: "Then, I'll lend you a hug.

?”

Jiang Li didn't say anything or refuse, and a trace of shakenness appeared in his eyes.

"Where is the bust of 103, Jiang Tiedan, are you sure you won't hug it?"

Jiang Li was amused by his words, and smiled, and the suppressed emotions in his heart burst into pieces in an instant.

She let go of his hand and rushed into his arms, burying her head under the scarf on his chest, her hands against his waist through the thick down jacket ring.

The orange fragrance came to his face with the smell of alcohol. Jiang Li muttered in a low voice, with a little vibrato: "Not exactly."

"Yes, yes, I'm not in a good shape." Shang Lu put his jaw against the top of her hair, hugged her tightly, and his big hand landed on the end of her hair to comfort her gently, pretending to be relaxed and teased, "I'm all

You are so unfair, you are willing to be friends with me. Do you think you are a good person?"
Chapter completed!