Chapter 925: I think you are looking for death

Tang Nuanhua glared at the men in front of him, and suddenly fisted over.
"what……"
Good martial arts skills make this fist very solid. The man who was beaten only felt a sharp pain in his mouth, as if his entire alveolar was about to shift.
Then Tang Nuanhua flew over and kicked the leg of the person who was stepping on Lin Nanxiang's finger, almost without breaking the kneecap.
The man couldn't help wailing, and sat on the ground convulsively with pain.
"Damn, this woman has two things." Several people around were instantly astonished. No one expected that the drunk Tang Nuan painting could exert such great strength.
And looking at her neat moves and posture, it is obvious that she has been professionally trained.
"Hey, what are you afraid of!"
At this time, the man who was kicked to the ground got up to his feet, obviously unwilling to be beaten by Tang Nuan's painting. He yelled, "But it's just a woman. Could it be possible to put the four of our big men down? Get it on me soon. If I don't take care of this woman today, how will my face be saved!"
Hearing that, the men around also felt some truth.
No matter how good Tang Nuan painting is, it is just a little girl who has been drinking too much. How good can he be?
As long as they are a few men together, they don't believe that this woman can resist.
"Warm painting, go quickly."
Seeing that something was about to happen, Lin Nanxiang quickly picked up his wallet from the ground and stood up, holding Tang Nuan's hand without hesitation, and ran outside without hesitation.
"Want to run? No way!" The man behind him yelled twice and ran after him immediately.
Within two steps, Tang Nuanhua and Lin Nanxiang were intercepted by a few men again, and surrounded them 360 degrees.
"What do you want to do?"
Tang Nuanhua finally recovered some sobriety at this time, and the first reaction was to protect Lin Nanxiang behind him.
She looked at the four men in front of her vigilantly, faintly feeling a sense of crisis of something bad.
Sure enough, the four men grinned without exaggeration, and one of them raised the chin painted by Tang Nuan frivolously, and the tip of his tongue twitched the corners of his mouth, as if seeing some delicious food.
"You woman is really pungent, but this young master has such a heavy taste, he likes you such a wild monster."
"Remove your pig's trotter!" Tang Nuanhua opened his hand directly.
"Pig trotters?"
After the man heard the name Tang Nuanhua gave him, he looked at his thin fingers in disbelief and suddenly sneered, "You are still the first person to call me like that! Don't worry, I will let you tonight. See how this'trotter' makes you cool."
"Brothers, carry them away!"
When the voice fell, several men immediately rolled up their sleeves and approached Tang Nuanhua and Lin Nanxiang, apparently trying to subdue them.
"Nuanhua, what can we do about warm painting!"
Lin Nanxiang is almost dying of anxiety right now, wondering if he will really be ruined by these men, right?
If those unbearable things happen, Lin Nanxiang would rather die than live like that dirty!
"No, we will be fine."
Tang Nuanhua took a deep breath at this time, clenching his fists in secret with both hands.
Although she had drunk a lot of wine, her sanity was not particularly clear at the moment, and the four men in front of her were all tall, and it was indeed a bit difficult to deal with.
But, so what?
This is not the first time that Tang Nuan painting has faced this situation. The dangers encountered before are many times more terrifying than this.
She has dealt with it so many times, is she still afraid that these four disciples will fail?
She believes that as long as she clenches her fists and fights hard, she might not lose.
Thinking of this, Tang Nuan painted his fists tighter.
Her eyes tightened, like an eagle staring sharply at the four men around her, ready to punch at any time, and a fight seemed to be about to start.
"stop!"
Suddenly, a cold voice came over.
Tang Nuanhua's clenched fists couldn't help but loosen slightly, and the men's attention was also attracted.
Several people looked in a certain direction not far away. A tall man, dressed in a clean white shirt and slacks, was striding over here.
"Who are you? Less nosy here!"
When the man approached, several men realized that this was just a handsome niche, and immediately became impatient, "Where does the little white face come from? If you don't want to eat, just get out of me!"
But I didn't want Tang Nuanhua and Lin Nanxiang to both open their eyes, looking at the man in front of them unexpectedly and pleasantly, "Coach Wen? Why are you?"
"Why are you here."
Wen Moxuan did not expect to see Tang Nuan's paintings and Lin Nanxiang here, and his indifferent expression was slightly surprised, but it was fleeting.
"What's the matter, you know?"
Several men were also surprised at this, but they saw Wen Moxuan's gentle and elegant appearance, and he must be a gentleman, so his tone was not at all polite.
Wen Moxuan was not angry either, but smiled very gently, "Sorry guests, this bar is an industry under my name. If there are any issues about women’s safety in the bar, I, the boss, will naturally be responsible. ."
"My suggestion is that if a few guests are able to bear the spring, they might as well move to other fireworks places, I believe there will be what you want there."
Wen Moxuan's speaking speed is very gentle, and Wen Moxuan looks really different.
Neither Tang Nuanhua nor Lin Nanxiang expected that this bar was actually Coach Wen’s industry, and their hearts became quiet.
After all, with Wen Moxuan, their personal safety is guaranteed.
It's a pity that a few men really underestimated Wen Moxuan.
Hearing that Wen Moxuan asked them to move to the place of fireworks, not only did they go down without seeing the steps, but they also became arrogant.
They pushed Wen Moxuan back hard, with a particularly arrogant tone, "I'm telling you little white face, what if you are the boss here? As long as you have such a weak and weak writing, I can pinch to death every minute. You are pinched to death like a fly!"
"And your little bar, what kind of shabby place, believe it or not, I can let someone smash your bar? You just wait for your bankruptcy!"
"Heh, dare to pretend to be an uncle in front of me, I think you are looking for death."
Speaking of this, the man raised his fist in a threatening manner, as if he really wanted to beat Wen Moxuan.
But in the next second, his expression changed from arrogance to pain.