It took Jiang Jiusheng 20 minutes to get there in a 30-minute drive. It was a high-end nightclub, located in a non-prosperous area, with good privacy.
As soon as she parked the car, Xie Dang's assistant seemed to see a living Bodhisattva.
"Sister Sheng, you are finally here."
The assistant, Xiao Jin, is younger than Xie Dang, has no idea, is timid, and has red eyes.
Jiang Jiusheng followed him through the VIP passage: "Where is he?"
"In the box." Xiao Jin walked quickly, and frequently cast Jiang Jiusheng's help-seeking eyes, as if he was in a hurry, and said, "Brother Dang insists on drawing a bastard on Zhang Nai's face, and he can't pull it away no matter what. Several male artists of the Qin family have already gone to rescue soldiers, if Brother Dang doesn’t leave, I’m afraid he will suffer.”
Draw bastards
Jiang Jiusheng pursed the corners of his lips, and he was the only wayward guy like Xie Dang who did such a thing, who was fearless.
Really spoiled for choice!
In the Tianzi box, the strobe light flickered on and off, Xie Dang flicked his little wool roll, and the mottled light and shadow fell on his side face, which was more delicate than a woman's appearance, although his face was delicate, his movements were really rough , he stood on one foot, with one knee pressing on Zhang Nai, pressing him hard on the sofa, twisting Zhang Nai's wrists with his left hand, and poking Zhang Nai's neck with a highlighter in his right hand.
He said viciously, "You son of a bitch, speak up!" with a vicious look, "If you don't confess today, I will depose you."
Zhang Nai was crushed to the point of being unable to move with a face of 'bad bastard' on his face, panting heavily: "Confession for what?"
"You're fucking stupid with me!" Xie Dang stepped on his stomach and slapped him on the head, "Quickly say that you stole Jiang Jiusheng's music."
The mobile phone was placed next to it, and the recording was turned on. How could Zhang Nai recognize it? He endured the pain and shouted: "I don't have it!"
Xie Dang's temper flared up every day.
"I can't kill you!" He picked up the wine bottle and threw it on Zhang Nai's forehead.
"Thank you."
This tepid tone...
Xie Dang froze, turned his head and saw Jiang Jiusheng's cool eyes, the wine bottle in his hand couldn't be smashed down, and his anger couldn't be suppressed, so he yelled at Song Jing: "Song, who told you Call her here!"
Song Jing didn't bother to talk to this lunatic, anyway, she couldn't control this little ancestor anymore.
Jiang Jiusheng closed the door of the box with his backhand: "Put down the wine bottle."
She is always like this, neither salty nor bland, but Xie Dang is afraid of her calm appearance.
He said bluntly: "I don't, I haven't taught him enough yet."
Jiang Jiusheng snatched his wine bottle directly, and scolded him with a cold face: "If you get stuck in your hand by glass shards, what would you use to play the violin?"
She always scolded him, and never coaxed him softly.
Xie Dang was unhappy, he just didn't let go, he shook his head: "I want you to take care of it!"
Jiang Jiusheng stopped snatching the wine bottle in his hand, and said coldly in his peach blossom eyes, "Then you don't mind my business."
It's fine if you don't coax him, but you still threaten him!
Xie Dang glared at Jiang Jiusheng fiercely: "Whoever said that I meddle in your business, it's because this kid is too scum, I'm doing harm for the people."
"Thank you."
Jiang Jiusheng suddenly looked serious, looked at him, and called his name.
Damn it, every time this woman is serious, he will be cowardly. It is more effective than his old man's golf clubs. He must have owed her in his previous life.
The first time he met Jiang Jiusheng was at his old man's apprenticeship banquet. He skinned and dropped an inkstone from his old man. The old man didn't even drink the apprenticeship tea, so he chased him with a golf club. Fortunately, He has quick legs and feet, the old man can't chase him, and none of the other brothers and sisters dared to help, Jiang Jiusheng, who just entered the teacher's school for the first time, gave him a roundabout kick, pushed him on the coffee table on the spot, and asked him His old man:
"Teacher, are you still fighting?"
The old man of his family was just pretending, knowing that he couldn't catch up with him, he was reluctant to fight him, but now he was caught in public, for the sake of his old face and his prestige, he had to fight if he didn't fight.
Xie Dang was beaten up, screaming in pain, yelling at Jiang Jiusheng: "Which onion are you!"
At that time, Jiang Jiusheng glanced at him and said calmly, "I am your Thirteenth Senior Sister."
Sister, your whole family!
On that day, Xie Dang was beaten by a woman for the first time in his life, and it was also the first time he was beaten by his father.
Since then, he has taken pleasure in teasing Jiang Jiusheng, but so many years have passed, and he has never been able to get a favor once. Look at him, damn it, probably all the hardships he hasn't experienced in more than 20 years are reserved for Jiang Jiusheng to feed him.
If you don't admit it, you have to admit it, he is very scared of Jiang Jiusheng, and he is scared for no reason.
"snort!"
He threw away the wine bottle and turned his back. He didn't want to look at Jiang Jiusheng anymore, and if he didn't come to coax her, he would ignore her.
Now that Zhang Nai was free, he looked at Jiang Jiusheng asking for help: "Shengsheng."
Xie Dang walked over: "Did you call Shengsheng?"
Zhang Nai was kicked so hard that he wailed.
"Brother Dang, Sister Sheng."
Assistant Xiao Jin suddenly shouted outside the door: "People from the Qin family are here!"
Song Jing immediately asked, "How many people are here?"
"There are eight or nine." They are all male artists who are half red and not red. A group of people, with sweat on their foreheads, "What should I do?"
Xie Dang immediately protected Jiang Jiusheng behind him.
"Your hands are not healed yet, stay here and don't go out." When it was over, he said to Song Jing, "Song, you stay here and watch her."
After speaking, he took a wine bottle and dragged Zhang Nai out.
Jiang Jiusheng called to stop him.
Xie Dang asked her what she was doing.
Her tone was rare and serious: "Don't use a wine bottle, it will hurt your hands."
Xie Dang was in a daze when she saw Jiang Jiusheng lift up a chair and smash it hard, and it shattered into four or five pieces. She picked out two chair legs and handed one to Xie Dang.
"use this."
Song Jing: "..."
Mo Bing was right, don't let Jiang Jiusheng fight, something will happen.
Xie Dang took the wooden stick, snatched the one from Jiang Jiusheng's hand, grabbed her arm and pushed her back on the sofa: "You are a woman, why are you joining in the fun? Wait here."
Jiang Jiusheng ignored it, and with a light kick, he pried up a stronger wooden stick, got up, and told Xie Dang, "Don't hit the head, it's not easy to kill someone."
After speaking, she opened the door and went out.
Xie Dang hurriedly threw Zhang Nai aside and chased after her: "Jiang Jiusheng! Get behind me!"