Quick Transmigration: Villain BOSS, Wantonly Flirting

She toasted to the audience from time to time and chatted a few words, and she could see that they were all acquaintances who supported her.

Everyone has become accustomed to this kind of interaction.

But sometimes there will still be moths.

Just like now.

When Yan'er passed by an audience member, she was clenched by her wrist and held on tightly, and she held the person in her arms to take advantage.

"I invested so much money and gave so many gifts for you. I haven't kissed me until now. Today, I'm here to take care of you."

He was slurred and drunk, obviously drinking.

Borrowing wine to take advantage of it is not once or twice in such a place.

Originally encountered such a thing, someone would still come forward to fight the injustice heroes to save the United States.

But this time, someone dissuaded him, but no one really dared to scold him.

"Hey, who is this person?"

"Du Xiong. Brother Snake is a brother who has worshipped the handle, who dares to provoke him."

"Brother Snake? Is that brother Snake from Yan Gang?"

"Otherwise, who else will be? Alas, I guess Yan'er will be too bad this time."

"Is there any King Fa?"

"Wang Fa? Are you talking about King Fa in the realm? Do you still have a brain?"

With the whispering voices around, several of Du Xiong's men directly stood up arrogantly, with an aura of death if anyone dares to stop anyone.

Yan'er was pulled in by Du Xiong's arms. Yan'er struggled desperately, her face was ugly, and she wanted to cry without tears, but Du Xiong was even more energetic, putting his hands on him, saying filthy words one after another.

"My good Yan'er, you will follow me, and I will follow Lao Tzu in the future. Make sure to let you eat it and drink it spicy."

When the voice fell, he kissed him on the cheek very greasy regardless of Yan'er's struggle.

Then he raised his head and laughed, and the men around him complimented.

In a remote corner, a man dressed in a neat suit and handsome, with deep eyes, when he saw the helpless look of the trapped woman, he suddenly put down the wine glass in his hand and stood up.

About to walk over, but suddenly heard a cry of pain.

A flash of light flashed quickly in the man's eyes.

I saw a slender, laughing unruly man with a cigarette in one hand and a popped red wine bottle in the other.

Just now, it was this red wine bottle that hit Du Xiong's head.

"Here, it's lively."

The eloquent voice was low and unhurried.

His red lips cracked and a nasty smile, Xuan Yun held Yan'er in one hand, and left the broken red wine bottle on the ground.

Yan'er didn't expect someone to rescue her at this time. She looked up and saw the man looking at her with a smile on his face.

Yan'er was in a trance for a moment, and only said a long time later

"thanks."

While speaking, he lowered his head and closed the hairpin that had been pulled out in his hand again.

Pretending to fix his makeup, he pinned the hairpin to his hair.

The hairpin looked ordinary, but it was not a hairpin, but a sharp weapon to kill.

I originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos to save myself, but now it doesn't seem to be necessary.

The lights here are dim, and everyone's attention is on Du Xiong who was headshot, and the root of his teeth didn't expect someone to see his actions just now.

Xuan Yun's dazzling eyes moved away calmly, his smile still.

He put Yan'er in his arms harder.

Just listen to someone screaming

"Who are you?! Looking for death!"

"Do you know who our father is?"