Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

A Zhao took a look at Xu Xiubai: "You don't make sense!"

Xu Xiubai took a sip of wine quietly and did not answer.

Eating and eating here is almost over. After all, Han Yi, a big man crying like this, is a bit out of place. When several people discuss it, they will send him back first.

As a result, when five people went out, they encountered stupidity.

The door of the box was just opened, the compartment was opened, and two drunk men were turned.

Looking at the posture of walking sideways, apparently did not drink less.

I didn't know each other. Well water didn't make river water. When I saw Xu Xiubai walking a few people, the drunk man opposite him looked up and saw Azhao.

The 18-year-old girl is just a good age, and she has a beautiful flower, which is the most attractive age.

If the man is in the usual time, looking at the four big men opposite, and wearing a dress is not ordinary, it is estimated that the heart is amazing and passed.

But if you are drunk, don't expect him to have normal IQ.

He turned in a straight direction and grabbed it in the direction of Azhao: "Beautiful little girl, go out with my brother and have fun..."

Xu Xiu's face was heavy, and A Zhao took a step back.

In addition to Han Yi holding the bottle does not give up, the other two people are not very good-looking.

Wang Huaxin loosened the loose tie and sighed: "The young master, I have been doing it for so many years, I have never seen such a poor way of talking."

Xu Xiubai frowned and looked at the man: "Let's go, there is nothing to worry about with a drunken fool."

Several people circumvented him and continued.

However, they are willing to take a step back, but others will have to take two steps.

"stop!"

The drunken people leaned against the wall and stared at them and smiled: "You... you go, little, little girl, oh... stay."

Apparently holding his wrist to tighten, A Zhao looked at the people around him, moved his wrist, whispered: "Let your hands, big niece."

Xu Xiuba looked at her disapprovingly.

The little girl blinked at him, with a hint of slyness in his black and white eyes.

Xu Xiubai let go.

Azhao walked two steps to the drunkard: "What do you want me to stay?"

Wang Huaxin looked at Xu Xiubai: "No, white, how do you let Miss Chu pass? Let's four big men, don't be afraid!"

Xu Xiubai looked at the little girl who was bending over and talking to the drunkard. Her look was tight and her tone was calm: "She is not an ordinary girl."

The drunkard has already laughed awkwardly: "Of course, take you, go out to play... Hey."

Azhao also laughed.

She grabbed the drunkard's robes, and the whole person lifted it up, threw it on the ground, and stepped on one of the unspeakable parts.

The drunkard suddenly made a terrible cry.

The four teammates who were present and the other teammates of the enemy, all brushed against A Zhao revealed a complex look, and felt that a certain part is tight.

Azhao smiled at the man who had half-awake the wine: "Do you like this, are you satisfied?"

The man looked at Azhao with a shock and shock, and his look was awkward.

According to Wang Huaxin's words, it is probably called "suspecting the eyes of life."

"Hey, let me ask you something!" Azhao stepped on his foot unhappy.