Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Zhao glanced at Xu Shubai: “You don't make sense! ”

Xu Shubai had a quiet sip of wine and did not answer the question.

Eating here is almost over. After all, Han Yi, a big old man crying like this, was a little out of line, and a few people negotiated to send him home first.

When five people went out, they met idiots.

This compartment door just opened and the other compartment opened, abducting two drunk men.

Look at that walking position, obviously not drinking too much.

If we didn't know each other, the well water didn't offend the river water, how could we repair the white people when they left? The drunken man across the street looked up and saw Ah Zhao.

The little girl is 18 years of age, and she has given birth to another beautiful flower, which is the most attractive age.

If the person looked at the four grown men across the street and was not dressed as normal, it would probably be a surprise in his heart.

But drunk people, you don't expect him to have a normal IQ.

As soon as he turned, he grabbed him straight in the direction of Ah Zhao: “Beautiful little girl, go out and play with me...”

Xu Shu's white face was heavy and he took Azhao a step back.

Apart from Han Yi not letting go of the bottle, the other two don't look very good.

Wang Huaxin loosened his tie and shouted: “Young master, I have not seen such a shitty way of hitchhiking for so many years. ”

Xu Shu frowned and glanced at the man: “Come on, there's nothing to compare with a drunk fool. ”

A few people bypassed him and continued walking.

But they're willing to take a step back, and they're going to take two steps.

“Stop! ”

The drunk leaned against the wall and looked at them with a smile: “You... go, little girl, hiccup... stay. ”

When he realized he was holding his wrist tightly, Azhao glanced at the person around him and moved his wrist. He whispered: "Release your hand, big niece son-in-law. ”

Xu Shubai looked at her with disapproval.

The little girl blinked at him with a sly smell in her black and white eyes.

Xu Shubai let go.

Zhao walked two steps forward to the drunk man: “What do you want me to stay for? ”

Wang Huaxin glanced at Xu Shubai. “No, Shubai, how did you let Miss Chu go? The four of us are not afraid of anything! ”

Xu Xiubai looked at the little girl who was talking to the drunk and bent over. Her tone was tight and calm: “She's not a normal little girl. ”

The drunk guy's already laughed hip-hop: “Sure, take you out and play... hey hey hey. ”

Zhao laughed.

She grabbed the drunken man's jacket and raised him up, threw him on the ground and stepped on an unspeakable spot.

When I was drunk, I heard a terrible cry.

Four of our teammates present plus an enemy teammate, brushed a complex look at Azhao, and felt a certain part tight.

Zhao smiled and looked at the man who was sober and half awake: "Are you satisfied with playing like this? ”

The man looked at Azhao in a blind and shocked manner. He was a little tranced.

According to Wang Huaxin, that's probably called "doubtful vision of life".

“Hey, I'm asking you!” Zhao stepped unhappily.