Bai Lu answered the phone: "Wang Hao?"
A crisp, pleasant voice rang out, and the stunned audience on the other end of the phone instantly thawed.
Everyone who was drunk sobered up.
Wang Hao was no exception; he shouted loudly, "Sister-in-law!"
This indicates that you are listening to the phone call.
The heavenly voice on the phone rang out again: "Have you finished eating? Come back when you're done."
Just as Wang Hao heard the word "they," Xiao Cheng snatched the phone away: "Lulu."
Bai Lu didn't know how drunk Xiao Cheng was, but the most urgent thing was to call Wang Hao back as soon as possible.
It would be best to call Xiao Cheng back as well.
Bai Lu cleared her throat and said softly, "Acheng, I miss you. Please come back soon."
The man on the other end of the phone lit up, his hazy drunkenness instantly dissipating: "I'll be right back!"
"Call Wang Hao," Bai Lu instructed.
"knew."
Xiao Cheng hung up the phone and dragged Wang Hao away.
Wang Hao was lying on the counter when Xiao Cheng suddenly grabbed his arm, causing his left and right legs to tumble and almost fall flat on his face. Fortunately, Xiao Cheng pulled him up halfway down.
I'm glad I didn't have to get up close and personal with the slippery floor.
After taking a few steps, the two were stopped.
Supported by his underlings, Hu Biao staggered forward, speaking in a friendly tone: "Why go home? Come on, let's go drink some more."
Xiao Cheng frowned and brushed aside the hand that was about to be put on his shoulder, saying in a perfunctory tone, "We can drink again next time."
Hu Biao clicked his tongue and said, "What do you mean by next time? We brothers finally managed to get together today, so let's drink our fill. Drink whatever you want."
Seeing Xiao Cheng's increasingly gloomy expression, Wang Hao hurriedly said, "We have to go home now, we'll drink again next time."
Hu Biao suddenly burst into laughter twice: "Isn't this place more fun than your tigress at home? Why go home? Listen to me, let's keep drinking and keep playing!"
"Shut up!"
Xiao Cheng's gloomy face suddenly turned cold, and his words, accompanied by the strong smell of liquor, came out like knives and swords.
Wang Hao knew this was a sign that Xiao Cheng was angered; it must have been because Hu Biao had said something he shouldn't have.
Considering that Xiao Cheng still needed to open a shop in Pingcheng, Wang Hao decided to avoid trouble and suppressed his impulsive nature. Without saying a word, he helped Xiao Cheng walk out.
He wanted to get around Hu Biao, but Hu Biao stopped him again: "What's the rush? What time is it?"
"It's not even ten o'clock yet! You guys used to party all night long. Come on, let's keep playing and drinking. All you want are pretty girls, right? We have them here. No need to go home, I'll call a whole bunch for you right away."
Hu Biao had always been outdone by Xiao Cheng in everything, and now that he was finally hosting the big event, he was determined to win back all the face he had lost in front of Xiao Cheng.
He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
The sensible underling immediately went to escort the young lady away.
Hu Biao stood in front of Xiao Cheng, whose face was gloomy, and said with a contemptuous smile, "Xiao Cheng, you don't really believe it, do you? It's just a woman, she's not that important."
"Have you forgotten our saying in this underworld? Women are like clothes, brothers are like limbs. Why should we care about women when we're out having fun? There are all kinds of pretty girls here, much more fun than your old hag at home who does laundry and cooks every day. Your old hag at home can't possibly have any prostitutes..."
"Bang!"
Hu Biao was sent flying by Xiao Cheng's punch.
The convulsing body slid down the wall behind the counter, the unconnected telephone receiver on the counter was swept off, and the long cord fell to the ground, its curves straightened.
The entire hall was deathly silent.
The next second, the sound of tables, chairs, and benches being smashed rang out.
"Acheng!"
The girl's anxious voice on the phone was drowned out by the sound of an ashtray breaking and then by the sound of a wine bottle shattering.
There were no shouts of fighting or killing; when men fought, they used their bare hands directly, and everything was a weapon.
As if they were mortals who couldn't feel pain, they would get up even after being knocked down, determined to settle the score.
Even though the smell of blood had already begun to permeate the air, and the clean, bright floor was stained with blood.
Neither of them backed down in the slightest.
Sensing something was wrong, the two young men at the counter quickly hid under the counter and used their pagers to call security.
The clerk at the counter hadn't forgotten that there was a magic sword on the phone that could subdue the devil. Risking a bloody head, he crawled out along the edge of the counter.
He quickly grabbed the phone from the floor and cried out for his savior, "Sister-in-law! Are you there?"
Bai Lu was about to hang up and leave when she heard this and immediately stopped, replying, "I'm here. Where are Xiao Cheng and Wang Hao?"
Chen Chunli was still watching from the side, so she didn't want to ask too obviously, lest something unnecessary happen.
At the same time, subtly create distance, and casually cover the receiver with your hand to prevent the sound from traveling too far.
I had only taken two steps when I heard a heart-wrenching cry for help: "Sister-in-law, come quick and save me!"
"Brother Cheng and Brother Biao are fighting! Wang Hao and Brother Biao's henchmen are also fighting. The scene is chaotic. They've smashed everything—tables, chairs, lamps, wine cabinets! Ashtrays too! Ten security guards can't hold them off! Sister-in-law, come quick! If this keeps up, someone's going to die!"
Bai Lu asked, "Address?"
"Pingcheng Tianshang Dance Hall! Bang... Ah! The phone slammed down! Sister-in-law, can you hear me?!"
"You have to come and save me..."
The phone clicked off, and the item was returned to its original place.
Bai Lu turned her head and met Chen Chunli and He Yulan's anxious faces. Chen Chunli was still holding her pregnant belly, her palms were obviously sweating, and the corners of her clothes were soaked.
His body also showed signs of trembling slightly.
Bai Lu's expressionless face instantly transformed into a relaxed smile: "You don't need to worry, Wang Hao and Xiao Cheng are both fine, they just drank too much and don't know the way home."
"I'm going to pick them up now. You all sit at home and wait a while. I'll bring them back soon."
Chen Chunli is emotionally unstable and not suitable for frequent movement, as it could easily lead to uncontrollable accidents.
The best thing to do is to sit quietly at home and wait.
But Chen Chunli didn't believe Bai Lu's explanation: "I heard something fall and break on the ground. Is Wang Hao fighting outside again?"
It has to be said that pregnant women's intuition is very accurate.
But psychologist Bai Lu's emotions are more stable and her mind is clearer in emergency situations: "Wang Hao was drunk. He knocked over a lamp when he hung up the phone. The waiter just quoted me 300 yuan, saying that if he couldn't pay it back, he would have to stay and wash the dishes."
Chen Chunli's attention was instantly drawn to the money: "A desk lamp that costs three hundred yuan! Has Wang Hao gone blind from drinking too much?"
"This lamp is so big, you can't even see it on the table. I haven't made any money, I've lost it all!"
Chen Chunli plopped down, her back teeth grinding together, her anxious face replaced by anger.
Bai Lu could sense that she breathed a sigh of relief.
Turning to He Yulan, who was also relieved, he said, "You two sit down for a while. I'll go pick up Wang Hao and Xiao Cheng. Don't worry, I brought money. I won't make Wang Hao do the dishes."
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