The four men were stunned by Ye Wutian's words. After a moment of stunned silence, the man with a buzzhead reacted first. He shouted in a deep voice: "Boy, I think you are looking for death!" After saying that, he rushed towards Ye Wutian directly.

"You have given the opportunity. Since you don't cherish it, don't blame me for being polite." As he spoke, Ye Wutian swung his right hand backwards. The scar man's huge body was thrown back by him, and finally hit a wall in the distance, leaving a piece of blood.

People were once again surprised. Judging from the figure of this scar man, he was at least 70 or 80 kilograms, but he was thrown out so easily by this young man. This was really incredible.

The man with a buzz cut that had just rushed over was panicking and stopped in the middle of the way. After a moment of shock, he reached out and touched his pocket, and he took out a switchblade.

"Swish!" The blade popped out, and the man with a buzz yelled loudly, swung the knife and stabbed Ye Wutian.

The long-haired man behind him looked at each other and took out his switchblade to rush towards Ye Wutian.

Seeing these people actually wield the knife, some timid women in the hall screamed in fear, and Xiaohui's face turned pale.

However, in Ye Wutian's eyes, this was no different from playing a family game for children. Facing the switchblade that had already stabbed in front of him, he waved his hand lightly. The wrist of the long-haired man was grabbed by him. The tip of the switchblade stopped at the slightest point in front of Ye Wutian and could no longer move forward.

Seeing Ye Wutian blocking the opponent's attack, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. However, the next second, a crisp "click" sounded in the silent hall, which was the sound of bone breaking.

The wrist of the long-haired man was folded to 90 degrees by the other party. Looking at the strange scene, everyone was stunned and shocked.

"Ah!~" the long-haired man screamed.

At this time, two other men had already swung their swords from the right side, and were about to rush to the other party, but the other party's figure suddenly disappeared from the front of them like a ghost.

Just as the two were surprised, the other party's voice came from behind.

"I'm here." Ye Wutian reminded the two of them.

Before the two of them turned around, Ye Wutian grabbed their heads and collided violently.

"Bang!" The loud impact made the people around him feel terrified.

The two of them were stunned, and Ruan Mianmian collapsed to the ground and fainted.

Seeing that his four subordinates were beaten by the opponent's three punches and two kicks, the bald head in the distant seat was both shocked and angry. He quickly reacted, stood up, reached out to pull a pistol from his waist, and raised his hand to pull the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang!" The crisp gunshots seemed particularly clear in the hall. As the gunshots rang, the woman's screams rang out immediately.

Everyone looked at Ye Wutian with breath, but saw his neck tilting and easily avoiding the bullet that was flying.

"Bang!" The bullet passed Ye Wutian's ear and exploded a bottle of red wine on the exhibition stand, which scared the bartender at the bartender's lips trembled.

Seeing that the other party dodged the bullet, the bald head was startled at first, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation. The remaining five bullets were shot out continuously by him.

Under a series of gunfire, Ye Wutian swung his right hand in front of him like a catching wind and shadow, then threw his right hand forward with five bullets flying out of his hand and shot towards the bald head in the distance.

"Puff..."

Five warheads hit the bald head almost at the same time, leaving five blood-red holes the size of fingers on his face.

"Pu!" The bald man fell on the table.

The hall was silent like death, and even the long-haired man who had just broken his wrist stopped screaming. He seemed to have forgotten the pain in his hand.

Ye Wutian glanced at the people on the ground, walked back to the bar as if nothing had happened, picked up the wine glass and drank it all, then took out a few 50,000 won and threw it on the bar, then turned around and walked slowly towards the door.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Wutian walked out of the bar calmly.

He originally wanted to have some fun tonight, but now that something happened, he was not in the mood to play anymore and planned to go back to the hotel directly.

But just as he walked out of the club gate, Xiaohui's scream sounded behind him: "Sir, please wait a moment."

I stopped and looked back and saw Xiaohui trotting on her back with her guitar.

When she ran to the front, Ye Wutian asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

Xiaohui shook her head and said, "It's nothing, I just want to thank you for taking action for me."

"It's just a little effort, there's no need to thank you. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." As he said that, Ye Wutian turned around and wanted to leave.

But Xiaohui suddenly asked, "Sir, where are you living?"

Ye Wutian asked in confusion: "What's wrong with staying in a hotel?"

"You just killed the bald man. If you stay in the hotel again, the police will definitely come to you soon. Or, you can go to my house to avoid it first." Xiaohui lowered her head and suggested with a shy look on her face.

Although Ye Wutian is not afraid of the police, if the other party really comes to the door, trouble will inevitably be inevitable. Besides, if such a beautiful woman takes the initiative to propose an invitation to her house, how could Ye Wutian refuse?

"Okay, you can lead the way." Ye Wutian agreed happily.

"Well, come with me." Xiaohui said and looked around carefully. Seeing that no one was paying attention, she immediately walked quickly towards a street with few people, and Ye Wutian followed behind.

After hurriedly crossing a few streets, Xiaohui took Ye Wutian into a secluded alley, and her pace slowed down a little.

Ye Wutian followed behind and asked casually: "I am a murderer. Are you not afraid of being implicated?"

"No matter what, you are in such trouble because of me. How can I sit back and see?" Xiaohui replied, and then turned to look at Ye Wutian. Seeing his calmness, he suspiciously said: "I think you are so powerful. Is it a special forces soldier? Or a plainclothes policeman? Since you dare to kill someone blatantly, there should be a way to get out, right? Am I a little meddling in other people's business?"

Ye Wutian laughed and said, "Do you think this is a police and gangster film?"

"Anyway, I always think you don't seem to be an ordinary person." Xiaohui said affirmatively.

Ye Wutian smiled but said nothing.

The two walked quietly for a moment, and Xiaohui asked casually: "Why did you ask me to sing that song Yimihua again before?"

"Because you were almost finished singing when I came, and I still felt a little overwhelmed, so I wanted to savor it carefully from beginning to end." Ye Wutian replied.

"Can you understand this song?" Xiaohui looked at Ye Wutian with some anticipation.

"I don't know if I understand this song, but at least, from this song, I understand you." Ye Wutian said seriously. From that song, he could hear that the girl in front of him was like Yimihua, working tirelessly to bloom that beauty.

After hearing Ye Wutian's words, Xiaohui's eyes trembled, and her face was filled with a touching expression.

Ye Wutian continued, "But you are different from Yimihua. Even if you haven't bloomed yet, you are still beautiful."

Xiaohui blushed and lowered her head, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The two walked and chatted. After a long time, they came to a secluded area. There were no noisy whistles, no colorful neon lights, and the prosperity of the downtown area could not be seen. There were only old houses and small dark alleys. Compared with the previous downtown city, it seemed like a world.

After traveling through the dark alley for a long time, Xiaohui finally stopped in front of an old house.

Looking back, seeing Ye Wutian looking at the house, Xiaohui explained with shame: "The houses in the city are expensive and I can't afford to rent them, so I can only rent them here."

"Although the house doesn't look too gorgeous, it's very quiet and suitable for living." Ye Wutian said casually.

Xiaohui said "um" and then took out the key and opened the door.

There was a stairs in the door, and Xiaohui took the lead in walking upstairs.

Houses for rent like this usually look like five or six floors, with several rooms separated from each floor, including two bedrooms and one living room, one living room, and a single room. Of course, the rooms are not very big.

Xiaohui walked to the door of Room 302, took out the key and opened the door, and invited Ye Wutian to go in.

This is a single room with kitchen and bathroom. The kitchen and bathroom are small, and the room is naturally not big. The entire space is almost completely occupied by bed, cabinet, table and chairs.

"The room is a little small, you won't mind." Xiaohui said embarrassedly.

Ye Wutian glanced into the room and said, "How could it be? Although it was a bit crowded, it looked quite neat."

Xiaohui closed the door, walked into the room, took off the guitar on her shoulder, and placed it carefully in a corner of the room. It was obvious that she loved the guitar very much.

"You sit there." Xiaohui greeted Ye Wutian, then picked up the electric kettle and walked towards the kitchen.

Ye Wutian sat down on the only chair in the room, and the chair was placed in front of the small table. The table was dark red and some paint strips. The table was so simple that there were some cosmetics, a music score, a mirror and a photo frame.

The frame is the size of a palm, and there is a photo of Xiaohui and a middle-aged woman. The woman looks like she is Xiaohui's mother, and both of them are smiling brightly.

At this time, Xiaohui walked over with a kettle. Seeing Ye Wuzai noticed the photo, she said, "This is my mother."

Ye Wutian nodded and asked casually: "Do your parents live in the countryside?"

Xiaohui's hand movements were stagnant, so she immediately put the kettle on the base, plugged it in, and then said sadly: "My father died in a car accident when I was very young. My mother pulled me up with one hand, but a few months ago, my mother was diagnosed with advanced cancer and is still lying in the hospital."

Ye Wutian was a little stunned and asked, "Then is her condition okay now?"

Xiaohui shook her head and said, "When cancer is found, the cancer cells have metastasized."

"Since your mother is hospitalized, you should urgently need money. Why did you refuse my money before?" Ye Wutian asked in confusion.

Xiaohui smiled miserably and said, "Because it's too late, the doctor said there is no need for treatment." As she said that, her tears rolled down.

Seeing her sad look, Ye Wutian stood up and hugged her in his arms, comforted him: "There will be a turning point in the world, and there will be a turning point."

Xiaohui buried her head in Ye Wutian's arms, cried bitterly, and said while crying: "In this world, I only have my mother. If even she left, I don't know how to persevere."
Chapter completed!