Everyone in the venue was in an uproar, but no one answered him. Long Xiangtian sat leisurely, found another glass and filled it with beer, then crossed his legs and glared at the angry writer.
Michelle quickly pulled up her torn clothes, curled up into a ball, and hid in the corner of the sofa. Her mind was blank, her face was pale with fear, and she looked at Wenhao's every move in panic.
Wen Hao looked around and saw that no one came forward to admit it. He became even angrier and yelled, "Fuck, you bastard, you dare to do it but not take responsibility for it. Are you still a man?"
Still no one paid any attention to him, which made Wenhao feel a little embarrassed. He was so angry that he had no place to vent it. He could only turn his head and stare at Michelle with a ferocious and malicious look on his face. He pounced on her again, scaring Michelle so much that she screamed and tears streamed down her face.
"oops… "
Wenhao screamed again, and with a "crash", a cup fell from his head to the ground and shattered into pieces. Wenhao held his head and grimaced in anger. He slowly turned around, his eyes wider than a cow's, murderous intent surged, and suddenly grabbed the wine bottle on the table and smashed it at the table monster.
With a "bang", the wine bottle in his hand broke into half, leaving the other half in his hand. The sharp glass shards flashed coldly in the light.
Wen Hao held the bottle in his hand, glanced at everyone, and said arrogantly: "I'll count to three, if no one stands up..." Then he glanced at the frightened Michelle and continued: "I will mark her face. Don't you want to be a hero? You won't leave this beauty alone, right?"
His action scared Michelle, and her crystal tears rolled down. She looked at the wine bottle in Wenhao's hand, and suddenly rushed out to escape, but was pulled back by Wenhao, and the broken glass from the wine bottle hit Michelle's face.
"one"
"two"
The place was completely silent. Although there were people who didn't like Wenhao's behavior, they all suppressed their impulse. After all, Wenhao was a member of the Xiao family, and his skills in beating up the security guards were definitely extraordinary. It was better to have less trouble than more, so no one stepped forward.
"three… "
As this number popped out of Wen Hao's mouth, Michelle's face was filled with fear, and her chest was heaving. When she closed her eyes, she heard a voice suddenly reminding her: "Only bastards would attack women."
When this sentence was heard, everyone turned their eyes to Long Xiangtian. They were talking about it and were curious about Long Xiangtian's identity.
Long Xiangtian stood up with a wine glass in hand, walked towards Wen Hao step by step, and said with a smile: "It seems unmanly to fight with a woman."
Wen Hao stared coldly at Long Xiangtian. He was not curious about this man who suddenly appeared. He was just filled with anger. He pushed Michelle away, causing her to fall on the sofa. He pointed the bottle in his hand at Long Xiangtian and said, "It was you just now?"
Long Xiangtian curled his lips, tilted his head back and drank the wine in the quilt, then threw the wine glass at Wen Hao. He had been sneaking up on him before, so he always hit the target. But now it was a face-to-face confrontation. Wen Hao was not in a hurry. When he saw that the quilt was about to hit him, he suddenly reached out and caught the flying cup steadily, then threw it to the ground and said angrily, "You are looking for death."
Long Xiangtian sneered and was not afraid at all when facing the literary giant rushing towards him.
When Wenhao rushed over, he punched towards Long Xiangtian's face. The punch looked quite powerful, but Long Xiangtian sneered, stretched out his hand and twisted Wenhao's fist. He exerted force with his hand and squeezed Wenhao's face until his face changed.
But Wenhao was not an ordinary person. He broke free of the grip with a sudden flip of his wrist, kicked forward fiercely, and cursed: "Go to hell."
Long Xiangtian did not dodge. At the moment when Wenhao raised his leg, he suddenly leaned over to avoid his leg and hit Wenhao with his shoulder, causing him to fly backwards and fall heavily on the sofa.
There was a flash of surprise in Wen Hao's eyes. When he stood up and was about to rush forward, Long Xiangtian suddenly made a stop gesture and said, "Stop it. I don't think you want to embarrass yourself in public."
Wen Hao was a smart man and was well aware of Long Xiangtian's abilities. Even if he used all his abilities, it would only be embarrassing. After weighing the pros and cons, he calmed down his anger a little, snorted coldly, and left.
Then there was a burst of cheers from the crowd. Long Xiangtian just smiled at them, then returned to his seat and started drinking by himself.
Michelle recovered from her shock, glanced at Long Xiangtian in the distance, pursed her lips gently, and called the waiter to bring over a bottle of red wine.
Long Xiangtian watched Michelle and the waiter approaching, glanced at her and smiled, saying, "You're welcome, I just can't stand him bullying others by taking advantage of his power."
Michelle didn't say much, but took the red wine from the waiter, then filled two glasses and handed one to Long Xiangtian, raising her glass and saying, "Thank you."
Long Xiangtian rolled his eyes and didn't think much about it. He just picked up the wine glass and sniffed it. He gestured to Michelle and drank it in one gulp. When the wine glass fell, Long Xiangtian said, "You sang that song well."
Michelle smiled, filled Long Xiangtian's glass again, and said, "You still don't know what to call you?"
Long Xiangtian looked at her carefully. Michelle's face was very delicate. She was wrapped in a black leather jacket, which exuded a youthful aura. She also had a good figure. She was one of those beautiful ladies.
Michelle also noticed that Long Xiangtian was looking at her, with a look of annoyance in her eyes. However, considering that Long Xiangtian had just helped her, she did not care too much about it. She just labeled him as most men do, that is, dishonest and a bad guy.
Long Xiangtian retracted his gaze and smiled at Michelle, "It doesn't matter what my name is. You think I'm a bad guy. What difference does it make whether you know it or not?"
Mi Xue was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that Long Xiangtian could see through her thoughts at a glance. She felt a little ashamed, but she didn't think about hiding it. She picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp. She said, "Anyway, thank you for your help just now."
Long Xiangtian just smiled and watched Mi Xue leave. After a while, Ye Qiushan actually appeared in front of him. As soon as he sat down, he laughed twice.
Long Xiangtian frowned: "What are you laughing at?"
Ye Qiushan rolled his eyes, as if he was thinking seriously. After a while, he said seriously, "Do you know who you just hit?"
Long Xiangtian is not deaf. Wenhao had been shouting about his identity so loudly before, and anyone with ears could hear it. He smiled and said, "Isn't he from the Xiao family?"
Ye Qiushan nodded and said, "Since you knew it and still took action, it seems that being young is not a good thing. You are so angry for your beloved, but you haven't met this beloved yet."
Long Xiangtian shook his head helplessly and said, "This is your place. Someone is causing trouble but you turned a blind eye. I stood up for you, but you made sarcastic remarks instead. What kind of world is this?"
"Isn't my place your place? We are brothers." Ye Qiushan smiled readily. Long Xiangtian's contribution was indispensable to his current family business, and he had not forgotten it at all.