"Let me go! Bastards! You beasts! I want to tell my aunt!"

Luo Qian struggled, shouting in pain, her eyes turned red.

But she was not Lin Yang, nor did she have the strength of Lin Yang. She could only be pushed back by someone and pushed here like a prisoner.

Ying Polang in the pavilion raised his hand.

"Let her go!"

As soon as these words came, the two women who were escorting Luo Qian let go.

Luo Qian hurriedly stroked her little wrist.

There was already a lot of red.

But she did not cry, but stared at the somewhat evil man in the pavilion.

"Brother Wen, are you a little rude? She is your cousin at least, so she should be gentler." Ying Polang said lightly.

"It's just a misfortune." Wen Hai smiled.

Ying Polang didn't say much, but just looked at Luo Qian and said lightly: "I've seen you before, and you may not remember it, but I still remember, Miss Luo, I like you, please sit down and have a drink with me."

"I said, I can't drink, you want to drink and find someone else!" Luo Qian said angrily.

Ying Polang heard the sound and shook his head repeatedly: "Miss Luo, you have a too bad temper, it's not good!"

"What do you want?" Luo Qian asked angrily.

"I'll ask you again, and it's the last time. Come over and drink with me." Ying Polang said.

After the words came to the ground, people looked at Luo Qian in unison.

There is no doubt that Ying Polang is serious.

He is not kidding.

If Luo Qian refuses, it will undoubtedly be Ying Polang's anger.

Many people have never seen what Ying Polang would look like when he gets angry, but they have heard of it, it is extremely terrible.

but.

Everyone underestimated Luo Qian's determination.

She still had that attitude, still had that firm look.

"No!" She said these two words coldly.

When these two words fell, the air seemed to solidify.

"If you don't want toast, you will be punished! Luo Qian, are you looking for death?" Wen Hai was annoyed, as if he was going to do something, but was stopped by Ying Polang.

"Brother, let me deal with this kind of woman." Ying Polang said calmly.

Wen Hai glanced at Ying Polang and nodded.

But Ying Polang waved his hand again: "Red cotton!"

"Yes, Master!"

The woman named Hongmian understood and immediately grabbed the wine pot on the table and walked towards Luo Qian.

"What are you going to do?"

Luo Qian's pupils shrank and she hurriedly retreated.

But the woman behind her held Luo Qian's shoulder with her backhand and locked her wrists.

This woman is obviously a trainee. She is extremely strong and Luo Qian can't break free.

The red cotton stepped up, pinched Luo Qian's little face and stuffed the wine pot into her mouth.

The pungent wine was poured in immediately.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Luo Qian made a painful sound, and the wine wet her clothes and hair, making her look very embarrassed.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

The people around him burst into laughter.

After drinking a pot of wine, Luo Qian was already a little dizzy and was a little unstable.

"How is it? Miss Luo, are you still drinking?" Ying Polangtan asked.

"I...I drink...I drink..."

Luo Qian seemed to surrender and said in a daze while spitting out the wine in her mouth.

"I'm so good." Wen Hai smiled lightly.

"Young Master Ying is not an ordinary person, and you will not have a good end if you offend him!"

"If you listen to your cousin, how could you suffer such a loss?"

The people behind also said with a smile.

Luo Qian didn't say anything, just wiped off the wine from her mouth, sat on the chair in the pavilion, and then poured a glass of wine with her little hands trembling...

"Ying... Ying Shao... This cup... I'll to you..." Luo Qian said.

"good!"

Ying Polang nodded and drank the wine in his glass in one go.

But in the next second, Luo Qian suddenly poured the wine on him.

Ying Polang's upper body was immediately wet.

He frowned. As soon as he put down the wine glass, he saw Luo Qian suddenly grab a fruit knife next to him and stabbed Ying Polang fiercely.

"Go to death!"

Angry shouts rang out.

Ying Polang immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed Luo Qian's wrist.

But even so, the first half of the fruit knife still penetrated Ying Polang's abdomen.

Blood flowed out.

"What?"

The audience was shocked.

"Bitch!"

Hongmian was furious and immediately rushed over and slapped it hard on Luo Qian's face.

Bang!

Luo Qian was furious to the ground, with a bright red slap on her cheeks.

"Should be less!"

"Ying Shao! Are you okay?"

"Bastard, Luo Qian, are you crazy?"

"What's your nerves like, you stinky bitch!"

People surrounded Ying Polang and yelled and scolded Luo Qian angrily.

Wen Hai's face was extremely gloomy. He quickly walked towards Ying Polang and looked at Ying Polang's wound. Fortunately, he did not stab any important part and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ying Shao, I will arrange someone to treat you immediately." Wen Hai said.

"It's okay, it's just some skin trauma, I'll ask someone to bandage it."

Ying Biaolang and stood up.

People all scattered.

Ying Polang walked to Luo Qian who was still lying on the ground and stared at her condescendingly.

Luo Qian's eyes were still full of anger.

"I like your look very much, but I don't like your personality very much!" Ying Polang said lightly, suddenly raised his foot and stepped directly on Luo Qian's palm.

"ah...."

Luo Qian let out a miserable scream.

The severe pain made her almost faint.

"You just stabbed me with this hand with a knife?" Ying Polang said calmly.

When he moved his feet away, Luo Qian's slender jade finger was already covered in blood and blood, and it was terrible.

"I will kill you, I will!" Luo Qian shivered in pain, and was trembling with screams and scolding.

"It's a pity that you didn't have a chance."
To be continued...