A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

The familiar breath immediately wrapped her from behind.

Ji Yi was taken aback for a moment, thinking it was an illusion, and he was in a trance for a while, then turned to look back.

He Jichen, who was wearing a white shirt, just looked down at her.

The two men's eyes met sharply, causing Ji Yi to be stunned again for a while, and then came out with an incredible voice: "Why are you here?"

He Jichen heard Ji Yi's voice, and her eyebrows shook slightly. Instead of answering her words, she stretched out her hand, grabbed her arm, and pulled her behind her, then looked up and looked drunk in front of her. Year man.

The middle-aged man looked at He Jichen, who was killed halfway, and said angrily: "Who are you? I miss this lady first, even if it is your main point, there must be a first come first..."

Before the middle-aged man had finished speaking, He Jichen punched his fist and smashed it on the cheek of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was beaten back two steps, what was talking in his mouth, turned into a terrible cry, then he felt a dampness in his nasal cavity, and then there was a heat flowing out, his instinct Raised his hand, saw the red at the fingertips, and then whispered, and the fussed again shouted: "How do you hit someone! I tell you, you are about to break the law, the police are coming, yes If you are to be fined, at least one thousand yuan is not right..."

The middle-aged man said, raised his hand, and pointed to Ji Yi, who was pulled behind by He Jichen: "...I will also report your Miss Piao, and it will be more than a fine of 1,000 yuan, and you will also be detained... …"

He Jichen's fist hit the middle-aged man's face heavily again.

This time, he didn't give him any chance to relax. After he settled his fist, he grabbed his collar to the area in front of himself, and hit his fist hard again.

He Jichen gave the middle-aged man six fists and stopped.

He grabbed the middle-aged man's collar and stared at his bruised face with a bruised nose, and then said coldly: "One fist and one thousand dollars? Would you like me to give you three more fists and make an integer ?"

With that said, He Jichen raised his hand again.

The middle-aged man raised his hands conditionedly, covered his head, and shook.

"Apologize to me!" He Jichen pushed the middle-aged man to Ji Yi.

The middle-aged man did not speak. He Jichen raised his foot and kicked him on the leg, almost kneeling him in front of Ji Yi: "Apologize!"

The middle-aged man shuddered in shock and immediately said: "I'm sorry, sorry!"

Having said that, the middle-aged man was afraid that He Jichen would do it again, and he ran to Ji Yi behind him.

The middle-aged man drank too much, ran and wobbled, and hit the wall on the way, making a "boom" sound.

Ji Yi couldn't help but look back, until the middle-aged man's figure disappeared at the corner of the bathroom, she turned around and looked at He Jichen.

Blood on the man's hand was the nosebleed of a middle-aged man.

Ji Yi turned the tissue from his pocket and handed it to He Jichen.

He Jichen was stunned, and it was not until Ji Yi's eyes fell on his hand again that he noticed the blood stains. Then he hurriedly took the tissue and whispered, "Thank you."

While wiping his hands, he raised his head and glanced at Ji Yi standing in front of him.

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