Zhao Yifei's face was bloody, which would be more ferocious and terrifying when he was excited. But the waiter's face didn't change from beginning to end. It's obvious that he was used to this kind of situation for a long time.

"Sir, please cooperate with us. It's only natural that you should pay back the debts. If you break the things in our shop, of course you have to pay for them. We'll give you face, and we hope you don't embarrass us. " The waiter said with a smile, but several huge bodyguards appeared behind him.

It is obvious that if Zhao Yifei doesn't make compensation today, he will have to stay here today.

Although Zhao Yifei is stubborn, he is not stupid. He still understands the truth that heroes don't suffer losses. So after seeing the bodyguards, he immediately takes out his bank card and swipes the compensation.

The waiter followed the bluffing bodyguards to one side and let Zhao Yifei leave.

Zhao Yifei choked a stomach of gas, was about to go outside the bar, suddenly heard a voice from behind: "Zhao Yifei?"

Zhao Yifei turned his head and saw that the culprit who asked him to come was coming towards him, with an innocent and surprised expression on his face: "what's the matter with your head?"

"Don't mention it. It's not your bastard brother. As soon as we met, he smashed a bottle for me. It's killing me. And you, didn't you call me here? How come in the end you don't even have a personal picture, but your nervous brother is here? " The more Zhao Yifei said, the more angry he became. He wanted to rush out to find Zhao fuming and beat him up again.

Zhao Fuxi, who was dressed in black and wore a pair of black gloves, said with a smile: "I went to the bathroom. I didn't expect you to come by such a coincidence. Is that guy Zhao fuming here? Is that still there? I didn't notice him just now. I won't be noticed by him, will I? "

"That guy didn't know where he was. He was drunk just now and probably didn't notice you." Zhao Yifei said, suddenly gnashing his teeth up: "that damned bastard, I know how he can so easily run away, the original is to leave that pile of mess, waiting for me to clean up for him, really angry me."

Zhao Fuxi turned her eyes and said in a low voice: "don't be angry, his good days are not much better. When we make another record, he will never be able to turn over."

As soon as Zhao fuming heard Zhao Fuxi's words, he immediately became interested: "what kind of material?"

Zhao Fuxi looked at Zhao Yifei's head full of blood, and her lips were slightly crooked. She said faintly, "don't worry. You have to help me with this last piece of material."

"Can I help you? I'll help! Of course, I'll help. As long as I can kill Zhao fuming, I'll do anything. What's the big deal? "

"Don't worry about it. You're so impetuous. Look at your head of blood. I'll wrap it up for you when you go home. Let's talk about how to explode this fierce material."

Zhao Yifei doesn't doubt that he is there. He anxiously pulls Zhao Fuxi's hand to go out. Zhao Fuxi is so pulled by him to run. In the shaking satchel, the head of a glass bottle looms.

After leaving the bar, Zhao fuming didn't go home immediately. Instead, he wandered outside. His blood, which belonged to Zhao Yifei, had become cold under the wind of the night. He couldn't see it in his dark suit.

Zhao fuming walked all the way along the highway, but he walked slowly to a secluded seaside. With the evening wind blowing on the coast, Zhao fuming suddenly felt a little tired, so he sat on the railings of the coast and looked at the sparkling sea at night.

Gradually, Zhao fuming's thoughts began to drift away unconsciously. Thinking of these years, he planned everything carefully, and spent a lot of effort, but in the end, he let a person he always looked down on get lost, and all his previous achievements were wasted. Zhao fuming had a numbness that he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

There are so many things happened in these days that Zhao fuming began to doubt whether his insistence is right. Is it really worth paying so much for that position?

The evening breeze by the sea is much colder than that in other places, but Zhao didn't realize it. He just felt that the cool of the evening breeze dispelled the blazing temperature on his body and calmed him down.

With the turbulent sea not far away, it didn't look as terrible as it had imagined. On the contrary, it made people feel that the turbulent waves could help him smooth the insurmountable bumps in his heart.

Zhao fuming is so quietly watching the picture, eyes slowly lost focus, like thinking about something, and like nothing.

After a long time, even Zhao didn't know how long it took. Suddenly, a telephone ring broke the silence here and pulled Zhao back from his wandering.

Zhao took out his cell phone from his pocket and looked at the strange number on the screen. After a moment's hesitation, he picked it up: "Hello, who's calling?"

What Zhao didn't expect was that a voice he was very familiar with came from the other end of the phone: "it's me."

Zhao fuming stood up from the railing, clutching his mobile phone, not sure: "elder sister?"

"It's me. where are you now? Is it convenient for Fang to come out and see me? "

When Zhao fuming heard the speech, he was stunned again: "see you? Sister, have you returned to China? "

The voice of the person on the other end of the phone was a little more worried and impatient: "yes, I came back and heard about you as soon as I came back. Where are you now? "

Zhao fuming's heart suddenly warms when he hears that. Under the current situation that everyone wants to get rid of his relationship and never communicate with him, Zhao is willing to take the initiative to find him. It's like sending charcoal in the snow.

"I'm outside now. Where are you now? Shall I come to you? "

"No, let's meet somewhere. Remember the cafe we used to go to? Let's meet there. I'll be there in about 15 minutes

"Well, all right." Zhao fuming hung up and ran to the appointed place without thinking much.

On the other hand, after Zhao hung up the phone, she took a cold look at her mobile phone, which was not as anxious and worried as she had just shown on the phone.

Then, she turned around and looked at the mess of the room behind her. There was no fluctuation in her eyes. She picked up the bag full of clothes dyed red by blood on the table, carefully avoided the blood stains on the ground, and left the room where she had lived for several months without looking back.