Chapter 250 Bar Drunk

Fang Kexin entered the hospital and kept shouting Zhang Ping's name in a confused state. Fang Botao and Qiao Yunsi's face next to the bed was solemn, and his perception of Zhang Ping was extremely bad. Qiao Ping had told them the details, and the couple knew that Kexin and Zhang Ping had broken up. Looking at my daughter subconsciously still shouting Zhang Ping's name, I couldn't help but feel like a knife. Coupled with a series of recent things against the Fang family, I was in a bad mood.

At this moment, Sun Meixiang came to visit. She still doesn't know the reason why Fang Kexin suddenly fell ill. However, when he entered the ward, he couldn't help feeling a little weak when he saw Qiao Ping's angry expression. Although Fang Botao and his wife did not know about Sun Meixiang, they were much more indifferent to Sun Meixiang because of the confrontation between Fang and Sun.

Sun Meixiang felt their indifference, and she didn't know why Qiao Ping looked at her angrily and had to leave. Before walking out of the door of the hospital, Qiao Ping had already chased after her, loudly scolding her shameless and seducing her good friend's boyfriend.

Only then did Sun Meixiang know why Fang Kexin was suddenly admitted to the hospital. With guilt, she was scolded and scolded by Qiao Ping. She stumbled back to Zhang Ping's villa and covered her face and cried bitterly. What she had been worried about finally happened.

Best friend? Boyfriend? Betrayal? The third child? A series of words floated through Sun Meixiang's mind without interruption. She regretted and felt guilty, but it didn't work. The joy of the past has become the pain of the present. Sun Meixiang sat against the bedroom gate all night. Where does it go?

Zhang Ping wants to see Kexin immediately, but he hasn't finished what he is doing, and it will take at least a week to return to Zhonghai. Zhang Ping didn't make an appointment with Eli, just busy with his work. However, in the evening, Zhang Ping always likes to go to a bar nearby to get drunk.

There are obviously more people in the bar tonight, which should be the reason for the weekend. Zhang Ping was still sitting in the corner, holding a glass of red wine, and his eyes drifted across the dance floor in front of him, as if there were classic blockbusters on the opposite wall. Soon, a bottle of red wine bottomed out. Zhang Ping waved his hand and motioned the waiter to another bottle.

Another bottle of red wine was handed over, but the person who insisted on red wine was not a waiter, but Fang Siyu. Under the neon lights at night, Fang Siyu wore a white suit. Light makeup does not seem to be in line with the surrounding atmosphere.

Zhang Ping ignored her, just took the bottle, brewed half a glass of red wine, and slowly tasted the mellowness of red wine.

"Zhang Ping, I want to know, what kind of kung fu do you practice?" Fang Siyu's words were amazing. You don't know, she is also a person in the world.

"What kind of kung fu do you practice? No matter what kind of kung fu it is, it's a good kung fu to kill people. Zhang Ping squinted at the beautiful woman in front of him.

"Haha, it's incisive. It seems that I'm at the bottom. Do you mind if I sit here?" Fang Siyu didn't mind his indifferentness, but once again expressed his interest in him. However, Zhang Ping knows that this interest is of course not the interest between men and women, but the interest of warriors in warriors.

Zhang Ping nodded and motioned whether he wanted to have a drink. Fang Siyu readily agreed and laughed at Zhang Ping, "I didn't expect that the king of gambling would also be trapped by love and get drunk in this small bar."

Zhang Ping stared at the red wine in the glass and said, "A thing of love teaches life and death. Fang Siyu, how do you control your feelings?

Fang Siyu couldn't help but smile, and his smile froze on his face. He said in a low voice, "Sure enough, I didn't hide it from your eyes. How did you see it?"

Zhang Ping leaned lazily on the back of the sofa and said lightly, "To be honest, your charm is not as good as home, but it is very good compared with Ghost Sachiko."

Fang Siyu was shocked: "Sachiko, how do you know her relationship with our Fengmen?"

Zhang Ping laughed and said, "Fang Siyu, your ecstasy is generally the same, but she is demented in her eyes, and you are demented by the whole body, every move, every move, every smile, with the magic of ecstasy. In comparison, yours is much more advanced. If I guess correctly, I'm afraid that Yukiko is the one who has been exiled to Japan, right?

This is thanks to the Longchao Company that Zhang Ping once stayed in. The detailed database and the detailed introduction of Jianghu Eight Doors have made Zhang Ping all connected at this moment. Fang Siyu in front of him is an outstanding disciple in Fengmen. Between his hands and feet, there is a trace of magic, which makes the surrounding men deeply immersed in it. In the leisure club in the guard area, Zhang Ping had already been alert that this woman was indeed as Tang Wentao said: she was undoubtedly a witch.

That is, Zhang Ping has a heavenly eye and is not afraid of all ecstasy, which avoids that charm**. In fact, this ecstasy is also a double-edged sword. Just like Zhang Ping dealt with Yukiko under the ghost before, that is, he treated his body in his own way. The result of the dementor magic is that the power of Yukiko under the ghost has been reduced for many years, which is equivalent to Zhang Ping's indirect abolition of her martial arts.

Fang Siyu couldn't help but be a little disappointed when he heard that Zhang Ping was talkative about the wind gate he was in. At the same time, he was more interested in Zhang Ping. What kind of kung fu does this man practice? He doesn't even feel his charming fascination at all. Is this still a man?

"What, Zhang Ping, since you're here, aren't you going to invite me to dance?" Fang Siyu decided to find a way to test it.

Zhang Ping stood up reluctantly and said, "It's better to obey than to obey. It's like this, please!" Fang Siyu was brought into the dance floor.

I have to say that this woman is beautiful, which is the culprit of the trouble. Their couple went down to the dance floor. In a short time, the dance floor was already crowded. How could they dance?

Disappointed, he was about to withdraw from the dance floor, but two green-skinned gangsters leaned over, aiming straight at Fang Siyu.

Zhang Ping hugged Fang Siyu and turned around. At the same time, he made repeated gloomy moves. The two gangsters shouted secretly. Obviously, they suffered a secret loss. Finally, Zhang Ping quietly took Fang Siyu's arm and wanted to leave the dance floor. The two gangsters chased after him.

Fang Siyu approached Zhang Ping's earlobe and whispered, "Zhang Ping, it depends on how your fists and feet are."

Zhang Ping frowned and stared at the two hoodlums. Suddenly, he stretched out his legs like lightning. He only heard two screams. Looking at the two, they were directly kicked out.

Zhang Ping doesn't want to cause any trouble in this acre of land in Jinghua. However, if you don't make trouble, the trouble will take the initiative to come to Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping pulled Fang Siyu out of the bar and was blown by the cool wind. He immediately realized that he was probably fooled by the witch again. Maybe when he was dancing just now, the woman seduced the two gangsters and took the opportunity to think about his kung fu. This made Zhang Ping very uncomfortable and shook off the little witch's arm.

"Haha, it's true that heroes are teenagers. I didn't expect to meet a master in this small bar. Nice to meet you!" The speaker was a middle-aged man, dressed in black clothes and trousers, with two huge round balls in his hand.

Zhang Ping felt a tingling in his heart and felt the taste of some competition in the other party's words, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised. Fang Siyu next to him put his mouth to Zhang Ping's earlobe and whispered, "This man is the style of the White Tiger Gate. It is said that a white tiger has been cultivated to the realm. You have to deal with it carefully."

Zhang Ping had no time to care about her, but just stared at the style of the White Tiger Gate. Qu Feng laughed, but did not do it. Instead, he threw the two green-skinned gangsters between the two, and then said, "These two people harassed the guests, and naturally they should be punished. But this is our housework. I'm afraid we can't let you do it for us.

Zhang Ping couldn't help but be stunned, and his doubtful eyes glanced at Qu Feng. Qu Feng walked to Zhang Pingqian and said proudly, "Ha ha, it seems that you are not a pure Beijing Chinese. No wonder you dare to go wild in our bar. Come on, let's have a fight."

Zhang Ping couldn't help crying secretly. It's really hard to get along with these local snakes. If we are really together, we may find something, but at this moment, Zhang Ping can only try his best, otherwise I'm afraid it will be troublesome from now on.

The two looked at each other and smiled and understood each other's thoughts.

In a small square not far in front of the bar, Zhang Ping and Qu Feng opened their posture and prepared for a competition. For a moment, the two of them staggered and fought together. Fang Siyu paid attention to the fight between the two, but he was thinking about his own idea.

Every time he put his palm, Zhang Ping can always feel the power of cold coming from the palm of the other's hand. This is very strange. Zhang Ping tried to look at the two eyes with the heavenly eyes, and suddenly found that there was a spiring heat circulating around the other party, but why was the cold power from the palm of his hand. This made Zhang Ping a little confused. Fortunately, I never sleep in my own heavenly eyes. For this kind of spiritual and ghost gas, it can't help but begin to refine these cold qi and white tiger strength that invade the body.

It seemed that he felt Zhang Ping's strange devouring. Qu Feng's face changed rapidly, and he even shivered. He no longer continued to rush forward, but selectively gave up the attack. He laughed and said, "Zhang Ping, you are really awesome. But there is a saying to tell you, be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years. You'd better be careful in everything."

Zhang Ping felt more strange and asked Qu Feng why he had such a statement. The song laughs loudly and goes away.

Seeing that Qu Feng left, Zhang Ping turned his face and stared at Fang Siyu and said word by word, "Fang Siyu, I officially warn you that it is best not to play any charm or ecstasy in front of me. Otherwise, if something really happens, I can't help you.

After Zhang Ping scolded, he waited to fight. After a while, a taxi came over. After Zhang Ping sat down, he found that Fang Siyu had also got in. I couldn't help but be a little angry: "Fang Siyu, do you think it's fun to follow the lurking? Then let me find out, I immediately scratched it."

Fang Siyu smiled and said, "The good show hasn't started yet. Don't worry, haha."

Zhang Ping is even more confused, but it's not easy to ask more questions. No matter what, love comes or not. As the saying goes, it's not a big deal for soldiers to block the water and cover the earth. So he ignored Fang Siyu again and was silent after telling the driver the address.

The place Zhang Ping went to is still a bar, but compared with the small bar just now, it can't be said on the same day. The whole bar covers a lot of space. The decoration is magnificent, with a small corridor and winding paths, all of which are rich in a kind of heritage.

This is a place that Jinghua has been quite enthusiastic about recently: dragon flying and phoenix dancing.