A miserable howl suddenly erupted in the store, and Scarface, who had fainted, actually woke up with pain! Leng Yunlin stood next to him and stamped on his leg without feeling interrupted.
With his legs, he picked up an empty wine bottle, gestured, and was about to smash it down...
"Yunlin, no!"
An exclamation from Mu Qingyu came from behind. Leng Yunlin turned around and saw that Mu Qingyu had barely stood up. She covered her mouth with her hands in surprise and looked at Leng Yunlin in horror. She bent over and seemed to be a little nervous.
It hurt. It turned out that it was the sawdust from the table that he had just scattered on Scarface, and a piece of it fell onto her toe, just scratching her toe.
Mu Qingyu was wearing a pair of exquisite open-toe high-heeled shoes tonight. His delicate and small thumb was pressed, and blood immediately flowed. Seeing Mu Qingyu squatting down and screaming in pain, and stopping him from hitting, Leng Yun
The anger in Lin's heart gradually dissipated.
He snorted, threw away the wine bottle in his hand, and then walked to Mu Qingyu. Slowly squatting down, reaching out and gently touching the injury on her foot, he raised his head and said softly: "Does it hurt?
?”
Mu Qingyu's face turned pale when he saw this. Thanks to her strong personality, he was not intimidated. He just shook his head when he heard this. Leng Yunlin hugged her, supported her body, and whispered: "
Okay, it’s okay.”
Mu Qingyu was in his arms, her voice trembling a little: "You, please stop hitting people..."
Thinking of something else, I quickly looked at his shoulder and asked anxiously: "Where did it hit? Does it hurt?"
Leng Yunlin shook his head, held her hand, and said calmly: "It's okay."
Mu Qingyu was still uneasy and checked Leng Yunlin's body. He was hit by a wine bottle on the back. It was probably just some muscle damage, nothing more.
Mu Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak when an alarm bell suddenly appeared outside!
It was an unknown diner who called the police just now!
The guy who was beaten away by the second one still had a crayfish hanging on his nose, but he suddenly smiled evilly: "Boy, you are dead! Our boss, there is someone in the bureau!"
Is there someone in the bureau? No wonder he dares to be so fierce!
But, will Leng Yunlin be afraid of them?
Instead, he sat down leisurely, hugged Mu Qingyu in his arms, poured a glass of beer, and took a sip——
"What happened?" As soon as the two policemen entered the door, they were surprised when they saw the scene here!
The four gangsters were beaten until they were inhumane, while Leng Yunlin, with the beauty in his arms, neatly dressed, took a leisurely sip of beer!
This, what is this situation?
"Boss Ping, it's this bastard!" The crayfish guy pointed at Leng Yunlin and said tremblingly.
"Boy, you are so cruel!" The leading policeman was young, about thirty years old. Looking at Leng Yunlin's face, he said with a gloomy expression, "Come back with us!"
Leng Yunlin didn't move. He put the beer glass in his hand aside, with a few strands of beer foam still hanging on the corners of his lips, and said calmly: "Call your Director Liu."
"Haha, what a joke! Our chief's surname is not Liu!" the policeman laughed.
Leng Yunlin didn't even look at him, he just took out his mobile phone and made a call.
The call was quickly connected, and a flattering voice came from the other side: "Hahaha, Mr. Lin, what brought you here?"