Mo Chu's face showed a touch of coldness, if this yellow hair was a threat to himself, it was completely okay for adults not to remember the villain, and the little people really couldn't be interested.

But this yellow hair actually threatened Lan Qingqing, this is going to run into the reverse scale, the key is that it is impossible to stay by Lan Qingqing's side at all times, and no one can guarantee that it will be foolproof.

And this kind of force that comes out to mix up cares about face the most, and you can't take it off when it gets on your body, unless you are afraid of him, or you uproot him, otherwise the other party will stick it up like a leper dog.

"Night bar, I originally wanted to go there tonight, but since someone has a treat, I should go!"

Mo Chu got into the van, and Lan Qingqing hurriedly leaned on Mo Chu, her eyes full of nervousness.

"Girl, how do you know that you're scared now?

Qingyun Community is not far from the night bar, Huang Mao led the way in front, it was still the last Providence box, as soon as the box door opened, a burst of smoke suddenly floated out.

Mo Chu frowned, these smokes are not fairyland, they are so choking that people can't stand it, and they don't know how many cigarettes they have smoked to become like this.

The room was full of people, at least thirty, and Yuan Feilong sat in the middle of the room, holding a machete in his hand and manicure.

Yuan Feilong still lowered his head as if he hadn't seen Mo Chu, his fingers rubbing against the sharp blade, and no one could see what his expression was.

The atmosphere in the room became more and more depressing, Lan Qingqing was not very afraid at first, but now, she was completely hiding behind Mo Chu.

"Hehe, it's really not ordinarily beautiful, no wonder my brother is fascinated by you!" Yuan Feilong raised his head and showed a hideous expression.

Lan Qingqing showed her eyes and said, "Your brother is just daydreaming, so I can't look down on him!"

"Hahaha, there's no point, everything is meaningless, I just received a call, my brother is dead!" Yuan Feilong laughed loudly, his laughter was poignant, and his voice was as if it had been torn apart.

"Death is death, what does it have to do with us if he dies of illness, what do you do if you don't go to his funeral, what are you doing to find us!"

Mo Chu was very surprised, if this girl was angry, she would be really powerful, and she would be so angry that she would not pay for her life.

Yuan Feilong suddenly stopped laughing, and pointed forward with the machete in his hand: "It's not the time for a funeral, my brother is dead, I want you to be buried with you, how can I leave without anyone to accompany my brother!"

"Spread out!"

Yuan Feilong shouted loudly and walked over with a machete, his eyes radiating the light of choosing people and devouring them.

The rest of the thugs moved some distance and blocked the door.

"Uncle, he wants to fight you alone, you go and kill him!"

Seeing Yuan Feilong coming over by himself, Lan Qingqing was excited and eager to try, looking afraid that the world would not be chaotic, if a group of people went up together, they would be a little scared, and they would fight alone?

A trace of killing intent swept through Yuan Feilong's eyes, and he slashed down with the momentum of splitting Huashan, and the blade cut out a cold light, bringing up the sound of hunting.

Mo Chu's eyes narrowed, he only felt that his scalp was cold, although Yuan Feilong's knife was not a routine, but it was also trained by years of fighting, concise and powerful, with ease, he could change his moves at any time, and he still had some strength to adapt.

After all, it is one of the double saffron sticks of the Tianhu Gang, and it is also famous in Zhonghai City, and ordinary people really can't avoid this knife.

There is an underground black boxing duel arena in Zhonghai City, there are only two ways to fight black boxing, if you win, you will take the money to live, and if you lose, you will die, and you will die completely, this Yuan Feilong stood out in the black boxing field.

It's just that Yuan Feilong is not facing ordinary people, but the magic kitchen that will make people fearful in the dark world.

As this knife fell, Mo Chu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he directly stretched out his hand to meet it.

Yuan Feilong showed a cruel smile, how could he block his knife with his bare hands.

"Ahh

Lan Qingqing covered her eyes in fright and let out a sharp scream.

"Boom!"

In the next moment, the sound of Jin Ge striking resounded in the private room, and Yuan Feilong felt the shock force from the palm of his hand, and immediately froze in place.

"What's going on, this can't be, who the hell are you?"

Mo Chu's fingertips didn't know when a golden needle appeared, and this golden needle was surrounded by a layer of energy visible to the naked eye, which happened to be on the blade of the machete.

The soft texture of the golden needle was harder than steel at this time, and Yuan Feilong's palm was numb, and the knife couldn't fall at all.

"It's okay to be out there, now that you've made a move, it's my turn next!"

Mo Chu waved his hands, and several golden lights flashed in front of everyone's eyes.

Yuan Feishou didn't react at all, nor did he see Mo Chu's movements clearly, he only felt that phantoms appeared in front of him, and the machete in his hand was no longer able to hold it.

"Bang!"

The machete fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, Yuan Feilong felt his numb body, and asked in horror, "You...... Who the hell are you?"

The key is that it's too weird, I've been in the underworld for so many years, I've fought countless times, and I've killed double-digit people, some with knives, guns, swords, and even pistols and machine guns.

Mo Chu shook his head, the career of a killer made him very cautious, and he was even more reluctant to talk to someone who was going to die, because it would be a waste of time and energy.

"Come on, are you all stupid, go up together and kill him!" Yuan Feilong was lacking in confidence.

A group of people rushed up fiercely, although this is a large private room, but now it is also extremely crowded.

Mo Chu kicked out, and the sound of brittle bones sounded one after another, and one person flew up and knocked down several people.

Lan Qingqing grabbed the corner of Mo Chu's clothes, closed her eyes tightly, opened them for a while and peeked at them, looking at so many people around her, flying out non-stop, she was so excited that she almost didn't scream, it was just too exciting.

After about ten minutes, the house was smashed, and the rest was all wailing**, Mo Chu smiled slightly and threw out the yellow hair in his hand.

"Uncle is so good, people love you to death!"

Lan Qingqing hugged Mo Chu's back and screamed uncontrollably.

The wonderful touch suddenly rushed straight to his head, Mo Chu also smiled, he hadn't been active for a long time, and he could conquer a little fan girl with him, which was a good thing to kill two birds with one stone.

Alcohol, drugs, and fights can best stimulate a man's hormones, and they can also stir up the fire in a woman's heart the most.

Lan Qingqing was like this, hugging Mo Chu's back, biting Mo Chu's earlobe, and exhaling like Lan: "Uncle, hurry up and go home, people will still sleep with you tonight!"

Mo Chu was blown in his ears and trembled, this dead girl didn't know if she was born to seduce people, or who she learned from, maybe she couldn't help it if she went on like this.

"Smack!"

Mo Chu slapped Lan Qingqing's ass with a backhand.

"Dead girl, hurry down, it's not okay if this matter is not solved today, uncle is not free to make a move!"

Huang Mao staggered to his feet, looked around, his legs were weak, and he almost peed his pants in fright.

Is this still a human being, while protecting the little girl, he can still beat so many people and can't stand up, especially Yuan Feilong, who obviously has air in and out of breath, and he is about to die.

"Boy, tell me, how to solve this matter?"

Mo Chu pulled over a stool, crossed Erlang's legs, raised his neck, and showed a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth.

Arrogant, it was so arrogant, Lan Qingqing's heart almost didn't fly out, so she quickly straddled Mo Chu's lap, leaned in and kissed her fiercely.

Anyway, for the intimate behavior with Mo Chu, it seems that he has become accustomed to it.

"Girl, if you want to cooperate, come to the back and light a cigarette for the uncle, rub your shoulders or something, don't ride on your body!"

"Whew!"

Lan Qingqing jumped down with a roar, and became very well-behaved in an instant, pinching it on Mo Chu's shoulder.

"Uh-huh, it's not bad, the son can be taught!"

Huang Mao was already stunned by Mo Chu and Lan Qingqing, and wanted to escape, but the door was still closed, and he continued to stay, and the ** sounds around him kept drilling into his ears, which was about to drive people crazy.

"Huh, why can I still stand?" Suddenly, Huang Mao's eyes lit up.

"Yo he, isn't this quite smart, you underworld, you guys beat the small to the old, beat the old to the old, it's better to solve it all at once, you call someone, the master is waiting here!"

Anyway, there is wine here, and Lan Qingqing is with her, so it's too early to go home, and the nightlife has just begun!

Huang Mao was overjoyed in his heart, opened the door and ran away, and even dared to ask me to go back and call someone, see how you die this time!

The action in the providence box is so big, the people in the bar have long noticed, but no one dares to come in, they are all out to work and make money, who will risk their lives to make up.

It wasn't until Xian Mo'er received the news that she saw Huang Mao running out, she couldn't help but smile slightly, took a bottle of red wine and two goblets on the counter, and walked upstairs.

"Boss, don't go up, let's call the police!" the bartender hurriedly stopped Xian Mo'er and said worriedly.

Xian Mo'er shook her head, patted the bartender on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, you didn't see it just now, and you ran away." ”

Xian Mo'er continued to walk to the second floor, and the bartender looked obsessed, raised his hand and touched the shoulder that had been patted just now, and took a deep breath.

"Hey, why did you run away, there are more than 30 people in the box!"

He also knew that Xian Mo'er had some background, but sometimes a big background was useless for the gangsters.

When the time comes, what if something really happens, even if he can kill all these people? The bartender gritted his teeth and picked up his mobile phone to call the police.