My Demon Tyrant And Sweet Baby

Chapter 123

Ning Zhiyuan originally wanted to persuade Mu Chen not to drink anymore, but now he drinks more aggressively. A few days ago, when he knew this fact, he might go to Zhang Xiao impulsively, but he didn't know what to do to Zhang Xiao. Now, he will not be so impulsive.

Because the measurement of that woman was so big that he was ashamed.

The little sister in his memory was very defensive, and she was not close to him back then, but he still saw clearly what kind of temper she was from the side.

After twenty-two years, she has changed a lot.

A bottle of wine was poured into Ning Zhiyuan.

Except when his sister passed away, he had been drunk in pain, and he had never drunk like tonight.

The two men who also love Ning Tong, remember the little sister back then, and remember the short but unforgettable friendship of the two little girls, besides being relatively speechless, they were drinking.

The pain sprayed on both of them like a spider's web, and caught them both tightly. The more struggling, the tighter the mesh, and the more uncomfortable they are entangled.

"Huh!"

Ning Zhiyuan slammed the empty wine bottle to the ground, his eyes did not know when they were blood red.

The wine bottle fell to the ground and smashed to pieces. It also disturbed others and caused many people to look sideways.

"Why is it her! Tongtong, is it a joke you made with your brother? The little sister you never forget turned out to be Zhang Xiao, but her father..." Ning Zhiyuan was mad, and slapped the table with both hands violently.

Mu Chen looked at him drunkly, then at the two puppies, weakly stretched out his hand to take the two toy dogs back, and then leaned back on the chair, laughing, with tears in his eyes. .

Ning Zhiyuan's pain and entanglement, he can understand, because he also has it, he is deeper than Ning Zhiyuan's pain.

The people in the bar should recognize the identities of the two people, anyway, no one dared to come over to stop Ning Zhiyuan from beating the table.

Everyone just watched curiously.

"Wine, bring wine, I want to drink!" Ning Zhiyuan roared, and in resentment, he became hideous and terrifying. His appearance was originally serious and sharp.

"Wine, I want wine!"

Suddenly, Ning Zhiyuan swept all the wine bottles and wine glasses on the table to the ground, only to hear a bang. The wine bottles and wine glasses were swept to the ground by him, and they were all shattered.

Pieces of glass fragments seemed to be the hearts of these two painful men. They were torn into pieces by reality and the reality that was made by this good fortune. Picking up one piece is broken, picking up two pieces, still being shattered.

No one dared to bring wine, but someone called the person in charge of the bar.

When the person in charge saw Ning Zhiyuan who was madly drinking, he suddenly wailed in his heart: Damn, how did this great **** rush to his bar?

Seeing Mu Chen crooked on a chair, crying and laughing with two toy dogs, the person in charge wailed even more: God, they are two great gods.

Waved, he motioned everyone to avoid, don't watch the excitement here, the two masters are not easy to provoke.

When everyone avoided, the person in charge of the bar paused for a moment before coming over, and sat down next to Ning Zhiyuan, stretched out his hand to take Ning Zhiyuan's shoulder, and asked with a hippie smile: "Zhiyuan, are you broken in love? Run to my bar to drink alcohol."

Ning Zhiyuan tilted his head and looked at the man who was holding his shoulders, and asked angrily: "The surname Zhou, I asked your person to help me get the wine, what's the matter? Is there no alcohol in your bar, or do you think Don't I have money for it? I want wine, wine!" As he said, he beat the table violently again.

The man surnamed Zhou hurriedly smiled: "Mr. Ning, you are all drunk, so let's go home. May I ask someone to take you home?"

"Zhou Jun, didn't you hear what I said? I want wine. If you don't bring me wine, I will tear down your bar!"

With that said, Ning Zhiyuan pushed Zhou Jun away, stood up abruptly, and knocked on a chair.

The bar owner named Zhou Jun just watched him smash things and didn't stop him. Instead, he approached Mu Chen again and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Mu, what's the matter with you two? Why are you both running to me?" But in my heart, these two guys ran to his bar. Come, why didn't the people below tell him earlier.

If he had known it long ago, he would definitely send them away before they got drunk.

Mu Chen glanced at him, then stood up with two toy dogs, because he was drunk, he almost fell when he stood up, Zhou Jun hurriedly supported him.

It doesn't matter if his bar is smashed by two masters. Everyone knows him. After the two masters wake up, they will definitely compensate for the loss of the bar. What he was afraid of was that if there was a difference between the two masters in his bar, it was not that the two masters compensated him, but he compensated the two masters.

"Mr. Mu, you are all drunk like this. Sit here first. I will call your house for you and inform your bodyguard to pick you up." He took out his cell phone and wanted to make a call. Chen's bodyguard called and asked Mu Chen. Mu Chen murmured back to him. He couldn't hear him clearly. He turned over and after listening for a while, he heard Mu Chen muttering clearly: "Tong Tong."

Suddenly, Zhou Jun knew why the two masters ran into his bar to drink heavily.

It turned out to be thinking of Ning Tong.

Although he and these two masters weren't friends, they knew each other, and they met several times. A year ago, when Ning Tong died, Ning Zhiyuan ran to his bar to drink. After being drunk, he became drunk crazy. He and Ning Zhiyuan met at that time.

He couldn’t get a phone call from Mu Chen’s mouth. Zhou Jun had to call other friends to ask him. It took a little effort to get the number of Mu’s family. He then called Mu’s family. After the servant answered the call, he ordered the servant. People told Mu Chen's driver to come to his bar to pick up people.

Someone from the Mu family will come to pick up Mu Chen, but Ning Zhiyuan is in trouble.

Anyone who knew Ning Zhiyuan knew that three of the Ning family's four died, leaving Ning Zhiyuan alone. After the once warm home became fragmented, Ning Zhiyuan didn't like to go home. It was difficult to find someone to pick up Ning Zhiyuan on the phone.

Zhou Jun looked at the man who was still smashing the furnishings in his bar, and risked being smashed to stop Ning Zhiyuan. Fortunately, Ning Zhiyuan was so tired that he sat down against the wall.

His phoenix eyes are still red. When he is sad, he will not shed tears like Mu Chen. His eyes are red, which makes him more distressed.

People who feel sorry for him all hope that he can yell and cry, or vent things like just now, and they don't want to watch him push all the pain and suffering into his eyes.

Looking at the mess on the ground, Ning Zhiyuan inserted his hands into his hair and pulled his hair hard. He had a headache, his heartache, and he felt pain all over his body.

He is also tired, he wants to lie down, he is really tired!