第一百六十二章准星(4/8)

的角度更大了，混混头子往地上啐了一口,不甘不愿地放开他。
                                                                                                                                                                周远川慢腾腾地整理了一下西装，脸上仍然看不出怒色。
                                                                                                                                                                “敬酒不吃吃罚酒是吧？”混混头子不怀好意地一笑，打量着周远川，“识相点就自己把钱和银行卡都交出来。”
                                                                                                                                                                “没有。”
                                                                                                                                                                “耍我呢？ 开着这么好的车会没钱？”
                                                                                                                                                                眼看周远川又要被推搡，乔桥脑袋一热，不管不顾地冲上去，情急之中人体迸发出惊人的力量，竟真把毫无防备的混混头子推开了。
                                                                                                                                                                一击得逞，乔桥扭头去推周远川：“周先生你快走!”
                                                                                                                                                                手腕却被男人反握住，周远川把她拽到身后，一点没有退缩的意思。
                                                                                                                                                                “哟？ 还有相好的？”
                                                                                                                                                                混混头子也不生气，他笑嘻嘻地一招手，包围圈又缩小了一些，四周都是不善的面孔。乔桥后知后觉地想到应该先报警，奈何已经没机会了。
                                                                                                                                                                “怎么，还想护着她？”旁边的黄毛猥琐地嘿嘿了一声，“就你这小白脸的样儿,我们就

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