In Yan Shiqi's opinion, when there is such chaos as fighting, there must be a cool-headed person by his side, and if something really happens, he can take care of it.

She wouldn't be stupid enough to rush into the scene, but she really couldn't sit here alone and wait for the result.

Besides, what Huanhuan said was so serious, she had to go and see it.

Qin Baiyu couldn't resist her insistence after all, and the two of them walked quickly along the street in the direction where the sweet potato shop was located.

Yan Shiqi lagged behind slightly, because when he left the hot pot restaurant, he was almost mistaken by the waiter for wanting to escape the order.

In a hurry, she temporarily gave some money and asked the other party not to overturn the box first.

The scenery of Chinatown tonight is very beautiful, but Yan Shiqi has no intention of watching it.

She hurried forward following the man's back, but she didn't dare to go too fast, and it took about five minutes for her to see a crowd gathering in front of her.

......

At this time, Qiao Mu's cheeks were colored, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he looked so embarrassed.

The big man opposite him was much stronger than him, except for the dark blue corners of his eyes and a broken piece of skin on his finger joints.

Their fighting figures had separated, and some Chinese who were watching the excitement had gathered outside the door, whispering.

The most tragic should be the sweet potato shop.

The sweet potatoes on the counter were spilled all over the floor, and the oven that roasted the sweet potatoes was knocked over.

The shopkeeper stood in place in distress, looking left and right, but he dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.

These two people just got into a fight, and they were in a completely fatal posture.

Especially that big guy, he shot too hard, and his movements were very fast, and he looked like a practitioner.

Now the two of them have finally stopped, and the store has basically been destroyed.

The boss sighed and slapped his thigh, and there were constant sobbing sounds from the side, from Ling Zihuan.

When she ran back from the hot pot restaurant, she happened to see the corner of her mouth bleeding from the corner of her mouth where her second uncle was beaten by the other party.

After a dull pain in her heart, the little girl took the things on the counter like crazy and threw them at the big guy.

While throwing it, he shouted, "Don't beat my second uncle, I'll kill you, I'll kill you......"

The crowd watching the excitement at the time: "......"

This little girl is so spicy!

They saw her pick up a small, old-fashioned scale and throw it with great difficulty.

If this is smashed on the head, it must not be smashed out of a bloody hole?!

Tiger, right?!

Ling Zihuan threw everything on the counter onto the big man, and then the small body blocked in front of Qiao Mu.

Her eyes were as red as rabbits, and tears were falling from her eyes.

Seeing that the big man's face was full of dried sweet potatoes, he turned to look at Qiao Mu, crying so heartbroken: "Second uncle, are you okay, does your heart hurt......?" Second uncle, you can't die!"

Qiao Mu, who was just punched a few times: "......"

Although he had a color on his face, he was barely injured.

The big guy on the other side is too shameless, and he hits people in the face!

I definitely haven't received a domestic education and don't know how to count etiquette!

Qiao Mu's hair was messy, he licked the corners of his mouth, pulled the little girl to his side, and wiped his slightly trembling fingertips on her face twice, "Don't cry, the second uncle is fine!"

Ling Zihuan had never seen him fight, never.

After a burst of crying, he obviously felt that his fingertips were trembling, and the little girl's face turned white.

She squeezed Qiao Mu's slightly trembling wrist with both hands, "Second uncle, why do you hurt?" You tell me, I'll take you to the hospital." ”

How can it be okay, my hands are shaking like this!

Qiao Mu looked down at his wrist, a little disturbed.

I used too much force just now, and now my hand is shaking completely as a muscle reaction.

At this moment, he was still thinking, or he would continue to pretend to be pitiful and make the little girl feel distressed.

However, the idea was very full, and a large body of dried sweet potatoes was sprinkled on the opposite side, and the green tendons on his forehead were exposed.

He glared angrily at Ling Zihuan's petite figure, gritting his teeth, "You, find, die?!"