The people around him didn't see Song Yuchen's actions at all.

"You, you dare to hit me! Someone, come here! Don't let even a mosquito out today!"

"I want to see what he can do!"

Shi Yan clenched the bottle in her hand.

Song Yuchen's eyes were still firm, and he always remained calm no matter what happened.

A dozen men in black rushed over.

Shi Yan felt a headache and quietly dialed the police number with her other hand.

The man in black next to him noticed Shi Yan's phone screen and said, "Boss, she wants to call the police!"

Bang!

Before Shi Yan could finish her words, the wine bottle crashed down on the man.

The man covered his head and burst into tears when he saw the blood flowing down, "Fuck, this woman is too cruel!"

When he saw Shi Yan holding the bottle of wine, he couldn't help but smile with the corners of his mouth curled up, "Good wife."

Shi Yan glanced at the people around her. She leaned closer to Song Yuchen and whispered, "I'm afraid we are no match for them."

"Don't be afraid, my husband is here."

Shi Yan was a little nervous. She knew that Song Yuchen was a good fighter, but there were simply too many people in front of him, and he had already won in terms of numbers.

If Song Yuchen could win, he would have to be a god.

Those people slowly approached.

Shi Yan clenched the bottle in her hand.

"Beat him! Beat him to death! I'll take care of anything that happens!"

Several people wanted to get close to Shi Yan, but Song Yuchen was still holding Zhou Yao in his arms. He turned around and kicked one of them away.

Shi Yan took two steps back and managed to stand steady. Song Yuchen turned around to look at her, "Are you okay?"

Shi Yan shook her head.

At this moment, the man who had just been kicked suddenly ran towards Shi Yan...