96. Own Goal King

Ma Wenjie entered the Internet cafe and looked around for a long time, but he didn't see the two of them. What was even more annoying was that he had been in for more than five minutes, but in such a place where young men and women gathered, no one came to ask for his autograph. He shouted a few times under the influence of alcohol.

"Who is crying?" The whole Internet cafe suddenly became quiet, and more than a dozen men dressed as gangsters stood up together, staring at him with brows raised.

"I am Ma Wenjie." Even though he was a little drunk, he still knew that this was not the time to pretend.

"I am Ma Wenjie's father!" Two or three people pushed away their chairs and made a gesture to fight.

"Are you here to find someone?" A flat-headed man patted Ma Wenjie's shoulder from behind.

"Ah!" Ma Wenjie was startled, but he quickly straightened his neck: "What's wrong with looking for someone?"

The flat-headed man walked forward to the aisle between two rows of computers and pointed to the ground, "Is it them?"

Ma Wenjie followed him and saw two men crawling head to head in the middle of the aisle with their hands on their heads. They were his bodyguards. Everyone who passed by would step on their backs, and they immediately gnashed their teeth.

The flat-headed man kicked them twice, "Get lost."

The two men got up tremblingly, with no scars on their faces, but they seemed very afraid of the flat-headed man, "Brother, can we really leave?"

"Don't you want to leave?"

"No, no."

"Then why don't you get lost!"

"Yes, yes." The two men didn't even look at Ma Wenjie and planned to slip away.

Ma Wenjie hurried over, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

The two men lowered their heads and walked quickly, "Do you know who the female owner of the bar was just now?"

"Who?"

"She is..." Just as the two were about to speak, they looked up and saw Ding Xiang standing in front of the door with a spring breeze on her face.

The two of them froze instantly, their legs went limp and they knelt down.

Ma Wenjie and several of his friends were all stunned!

Ma Wenjie still didn't understand what happened. He kicked down two bodyguards and pointed at Dingxiang, saying, "Bitch, you are in the same group with the guy named Ye. You just found a few thugs to block me. Are we, the national football team, afraid of fighting? Brothers, come on, I will take responsibility for your death or disability!"

His friends were also club players. They were arrogant and fighting was commonplace. They thought these people were ordinary street thugs. Anyway, there were people to support them when something happened, so they punched them regardless of anything.

Scar appeared out of nowhere and suddenly jumped in front of Dingxiang. He turned around and hit a guy in the face with his elbow, which felt like poking into a hole.

His elbow hit the guy's mouth, smashing all his front teeth. The whole elbow was smashed into his mouth, and his saliva and blood foam were all over him.

Because the movement was very small, it looked like they had accidentally bumped into each other, but his strength was beyond the opponent's ability to withstand, so he directly knocked the man to the floor.

"You're unlucky to be hit by me!" Scar said solemnly.

The flat-headed man and his men quickly fought with Ma Wenjie's men, but no one used weapons. This was Dingxiang's rule. Unless absolutely necessary, weapons were not allowed to be used in their own territory.

In an instant, the Internet cafe was filled with the sound of fists and muscles colliding, people's roars, curses, and the clatter of footsteps, and it was a mess!

The man knocked down by Scar's elbow finally sobered up a little, and took advantage of the chaos to reach out and grab Dingxiang's ankle.

For people who are in a state of war all year round, there are always some absolute taboos, such as not being able to stand behind them, not being able to be shot at by people, etc.

Scar hates strangers staring at the scar on his face the most, and Dingxiang has a strange problem, that is, she hates others touching her ankles.

Of course, Ye Chenghuan is an exception.

Ye Chenghuan had been leaning against the door leisurely, glancing at a good show. When he saw that the ignorant ghost had violated Dingxiang's taboo, he immediately knew that it was going to be bad. With a thought, the guy was kicked away by her, sliding more than three meters away, and hitting three computers before stopping. His face was so miserable that even his mother couldn't recognize it.

Everyone stopped. No one expected that the delicate little beauty would have such a wonderful skill, and no one thought that she would be so cruel!

Chu Wenxuan, who was standing far away, witnessed the tragic scene with his own eyes and covered his mouth and dared not speak.

With the sound of high heels, Dingxiang came to the crowd step by step. Compared with the tall and strong football players, her height was not an advantage, but she stood there casually, but she felt like a crane standing out from the crowd.

With a devilish figure and a peerless face under black hair, it was easy to become the focus of everyone's attention!

Even Ye Chenghuan was moved, and the surging aura increased her temptation several times.

"Bitch, you..." Before Ma Wenjie finished speaking, Dingxiang stepped on his face with a high-pressure kick as sharp as the wind, and stepped directly to the floor.

In the blink of an eye, the white legs raised in the black skirt flashed in front of people's eyes, and all the men's hearts trembled violently.

However, Ye Chenghuan could see clearly that her feet were raised to her ears, and she slammed them on her face from top to bottom, and the rest of her body did not move.

The whole action was neat and tidy, and extremely chic!

The ten-centimeter-high heel sank deep into Ma Wenjie's cheek, and he couldn't even scream in pain.

Ye Chenghuan squinted and watched, a woman stepped on a man's face, indescribable...

"I only let men accompany me, but you, are not a man!" Dingxiang used her heel to circle his face twice, and Ma Wenjie screamed like a pig.

"I don't know if I have the honor." Suddenly, her waist tightened, and when she looked back, she saw the light stubble on Ye Chenghuan's chin. He held her body and turned around. Dingxiang fell into the man's arms. The explosive anger suddenly disappeared, and she leaned on his shoulder like a little bird.

Except for Scar, everyone present was stunned. Even the minions of Yanyutang looked at their boss in confusion and fell into the man's arms, like a happy little woman.

Ye Chenghuan gently let go of Dingxiang, squatted in front of Ma Wenjie, flicked the ash on his face, and looked at him for a while, saying: "Do you know why I want you to watch the part about Vito and the landlord?"

Only now did Ma Wenjie completely understand the power of this man, and shook his head with a grin.

"I asked you to apologize to me. You have to use your brain to play football. How can you be a football king if you are so stupid?" Ye Chenghuan frowned.

Ma Wenjie was still a little unwilling, and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, you are cruel, I admit defeat this time."

Ye Chenghuan's mouth corners were tilted, and a cruel smile appeared, "Do you want to have a next time?"

Ma Wenjie's face suddenly changed. He thought that with his status and position, even if he lost, the other party would not dare to do anything. However, seeing Ye Chenghuan's expression at this time, he suddenly had a terrible premonition, "You... don't mess around, I am a famous star, if something happens to me, none of you will survive."

Ye Chenghuan snorted disdainfully and turned his eyes away.

Ma Wenjie thought he was scared, and just as he was about to speak, the sharp high-heeled shoe smashed into his mouth, making a "plop" sound.

The strong teeth were smashed alive, and scarlet blood splashed everywhere

Ma Wenjie groaned, and following the hem of the black skirt, he saw the charming face. In his eyes, it had become a mixture of an angel and a devil.

Ye Chenghuan gently took her foot away, "Even if you hit someone, you have to be careful not to expose yourself, little fool."

Dingxiang's pretty face turned red, and the corners of her mouth were filled with the cuteness and complaints of a little girl.

Ye Chenghuan stared into Ma Wenjie's eyes and said word by word: "Are you ready to die!" His face was suddenly confused and unclear, leaving only the pair of dark and deep pupils, as if they suddenly pierced into Ma Wenjie's bones, giving him a chill. His body seemed to be held tightly by something, and even breathing became a luxury.

Ma Wenjie believed it this time. It seemed that if he didn't give in today, not to mention Ye Chenghuan, that woman alone might let him rest.

He suddenly hugged Ye Chenghuan's legs and cried like a child, "Mr. Ye, I beg you, please let me go, it's all my fault, I won't dare to do it again..."

"Don't dare what?"

"I won't dare to offend you again."

Ye Chenghuan shook his head: "I'm sorry, you answered wrong." He nodded over there, and several men rushed over to drag Ma Wenjie away.

Ma Wenjie was frightened and shouted at the top of his lungs: "I won't dare to offend Miss Chu again!"

Ye Chenghuan waved his hand, and the men put Ma Wenjie down again. He sat on the ground, panting.

Ye Chenghuan pinched his nose and looked at his wet crotch. "I don't like threatening others, nor do I like others threatening me, and I don't like others threatening my woman. That's all I want to say, you can go!" Looking at Ma Wenjie's embarrassed back, Dingxiang took Ye Chenghuan's arm and said in a negotiating tone: "Just let him go?" "With his current popularity, it's not suitable to move, otherwise it will be more troublesome. You know, I am most afraid of trouble. In addition..." Ye Chenghuan held a half-burned cigarette in his mouth: "Killing is not suitable for you." "Then what is suitable for me?" "Love.