The man was teasing the other second, but the next second he had raised his mouth and a bloodthirsty cold flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Dong realized something was wrong, but at this time the alcohol was rising, and the words in the other party's mouth were indeed unpleasant, so he could not care about so much.

As my fist was about to hit, a cold light slid past my eyes!

The cold breath made Zhao Dong wake up most of the time. He almost instinctively dodged backwards. The blade rubbed against the nose, but the arm was so painful that it was also kicked.

From the beginning to the end, everything happened in the flash. When Meng Jiao reacted, Zhao Dong's arm was already bleeding.

"Ah! Zhao Dong, how are you doing? Are you okay?" Meng Jiao nervously forgot to breathe.

She couldn't figure it out no matter what. It would be fine if she quarreled and quarreled, but why did she use the knife when she had a disagreement?

"It's okay, skin trauma!" Zhao Dong shook his head, but his eyes had already fallen on the guy in the other party's hands.

It was a sharp machete, which must be one foot long. If I hadn't reacted quickly, it would have been as simple as skin trauma just now.

It is obvious that ordinary troubles cannot be caused by attacking, and depending on the other party's method, it is definitely prepared.

Zhao Dong is almost certain now that the target of this group of people is himself!

But who is behind the scenes?

Wei Dongming?

This name came out of my mind without thinking. There have been many people offended these days, but neither Sun Fatty or Cui Jian had the courage to buy evil.

The revenge of breaking legs is not that simple, and spending money to buy life is also in line with the other party's personality.

But for some reason, Zhao Dong had a vague feeling that today's incident probably had nothing to do with Wei Dongming, but someone else!

Zhao Dong's reason for judgment is very simple. If Wei Dongming found someone to do it and just take action based on the grudge between the two, how could there be so much nonsense?

But this group of people were hiding and took the opportunity to make trouble by teasing Meng Jiao, which was obviously confirming their identity.

Who is it?

Thinking to himself, Zhao Dong had already noticed around him.

At this moment, a black Mercedes-Benz across the road came into his eyes. He always felt that he had seen it somewhere, but he was drunk and couldn't remember it.

"Damn it, are you tired of living by competing with me for a woman?"

As the leader finished speaking, another cold light flashed by!

There were many diners in the food stall. As early as when they used the knife, these people had already screamed and dispersed, but they did not go completely, but watched from a distance.

Seeing the conflict break out again, a scream came from the crowd.

Zhao Dong didn't dare to be distracted anymore, so he kicked him while dodging.

The reason why I was hit by a knife just now was purely unprepared. Since I have guessed the purpose of this group of people, I will give them another chance to get close.

When he retreated, Zhao Dong picked up the folding chair he had just sat on and swung it as a weapon.

This momentum was so powerful that someone caught off guard that he was slapped away and smashed the barbecue grill not far away.

The fiery red charcoal rolled on the ground, splashing sparks, and also illuminated Zhao Dongli's face.

Meng Jiao bit her lips tightly, her eyes never blinked. Because of her family environment, she has been insecure since she was a child and has an irresistible favor for mature men.

I have been single for so many years. On the one hand, I don’t like cream-like boys, and on the other hand, I don’t like being sophisticated.

But Zhao Dong couldn't tell what he felt at this moment, but it perfectly coincided with the imagined Prince Charming.
Chapter completed!