"How dare you use 'again'? None of the enemies are as clever as us!" In the face of people who don't like it, Mo Zun has never been too lazy to pretend.

He spoke sharply and unceremoniously, and Rong Qian was afraid that he would do something out of the ordinary, so she came to his side and tugged at his sleeve slightly.

Qingzhan eyes were full of pleading, begging him not to go too far.

Mo Zun's gaze fell on Rong Qian's face coldly, his thin lips pursed into a line, the arc bent downward, and the displeasure was obvious.

Rong Qian turned around and was about to apologize to Ji Yanlin, but Mo Zun grabbed her hand, and as soon as he exerted his strength, she staggered and crashed into his arms.

Mo Zun's ice-bladed eyes shot at Ji Yanlin, "Master Cyril is really good, aren't you guys busy with pens, how can you still have time to ask other people's wives out - have a good chat?"

The last four words, Mo Zun stared at Rong Qian's beautiful face, and if you listen carefully, you can still hear the cold meaning in it.

The force that pinched her wrist increased, and Rong Qian unconsciously wrinkled his eyebrows in pain.

Ji Yanlin glanced at Rong Qian, and he didn't know if he saw anything, and when he looked back, his eyes were dark.

"To have a happy chat, the other party is destined to be a person, friends are easy to meet, and confidants are hard to find. ”

Rong Qian clearly felt the strong chill on Mo Zun's body, she didn't think there was anything wrong with Ji Yanlin's words, but according to her understanding of Mo Zun.

He's angry!

Rong Qian's hand gripping his arm exerted a little force, and she hoped they would leave......

But this is an extravagant hope.

I saw Mo Zun squint his eyes and look at Ji Yanlin incomprehensibly, "Oh, then I don't know what kind of Master Cyril is into?"

Ji Yanlin's gaze fell on Rong Qian, and there was a faint smile on his saturated face, "Of course it's a confidant, I'm afraid that Miss Rong won't give me this opportunity." ”

Rong Qian looked at Ji Yanlin in slight surprise, the smile on Ji Yanlin's face deepened, and his eyes were full of sincerity.

Mo Zun's face completely darkened, like a cold blade emanating from his body in the ice and snow.

Rong Qian, who was standing beside him, was a little uneasy in his heart, afraid that Mo Zun would suddenly do something out of control, so Rong Qian hurriedly spoke out to end this invisible confrontation.

"Thank you, Mr. Cyril, for your kindness, then we'll be here today, I'll go first. ”

Rong Qian's words were to thank Ji Yanlin for his optimism about her and let her be an assistant, but when the words were heard in Mo Zun's ears, they completely changed their taste.

It seems that she responded to Ji Yanlin's confidant invitation.

Mo Zun's face was very difficult, and the chill of falling into the ice cellar was about to come in a violent storm.

Rong Qian couldn't care so much, she didn't wait for Ji Yanlin to respond, and hurriedly pulled Mo Zun's arm and left the front of the café.

Rong Qian didn't know where Mo Zun's car was parked, so she could only go towards Yan Zhe and them.

Fortunately, Mo Zun didn't embarrass her, he was really dragged away by her.

It's just that the feeling of cold on the back is getting stronger and stronger!

After walking a distance, Mo Zun stopped.

He didn't want to go, and he couldn't shake Ben.

Raising his head, the three-dimensional portrayal of his face was as cold as an Arctic glacier, and there was no emotional leakage.

This kind of Mo Zun is very intimidating, Rong Qian moved her lips, and she subconsciously explained: "Teacher Cyril is a famous master in the painting world, and he can ...... It's my pleasure to have him, for advice, so ......"

She lied and stumbled in her speech.

But if it weren't for Ji Yanlin's previous sentence "Friends are easy to meet, but confidants are hard to find", maybe Mo Zun would have passed it.

But with Ji Yanlin Pulu in the front, and a shallow explanation in the back, it will only make Mo Zun think that she is very excited about Master Cyril's date?

Mo Zun's eyes were gloomy, the ink vortex was getting deeper and deeper, and he stared at Rong Qian with anger.

Rong Qian was afraid, and when she was thinking about how to make her credibility higher, a voice suddenly came from behind.

"Yes, that's the call. ”

Zhuo Yang was holding his mobile phone in his hand, apparently just hanging up.

The words are not finished, and the meaning inside is self-evident.

Mo Zun looked at him coldly, raised his feet and walked forward.

Zhuo Yang turned his head to look at Yan Zhe, he touched his nose blankly, he could only say that this world is really - magical!

Mo Zun strode forward, Rong Qian could only follow behind him, and at this time she didn't dare to ask to leave.

The two people who followed behind them, they obviously had something to deal with.

Rong Qian was doing a tug-of-war in her mind, they were office affairs, and it was not appropriate for her to look at it no matter how she looked at it......

Just as she was hesitating how to speak, she saw Mo Zun turn around and enter an inconspicuous small courtyard.

Rong Qian stopped, and Yan Zhe and Zhuo Yang followed behind him.

When Yan Zhe passed by her, he smiled and said to her, "Let's go, go in and have a look." ”

Yan Zhe's smile was so gentle that it was impossible to refuse.

Rong Qian's brows furrowed slightly, and she walked in with their footsteps.

The yard was an ordinary farmhouse, with dozens of wooden boxes piled up in the corner, and nothing could be seen from the outside.

When I got inside, there were two groups of people standing left and right in the huge living room.

They waited for it, even if they didn't know what was happening, but the solemn atmosphere was gratuitous and terrifying.

When Rong Qian rolled his eyes and scanned, he inadvertently saw something pinned to someone's waist.

Look closely, her heart is sinking in melancholy.

Yan Zhe naturally walked towards Mo Zun, and Rong Qian followed closely behind him.

In this confrontation, only the man who sits leisurely on a Taishi chair in the middle is a piece of heaven by himself, as if there is a place for him, which can make people feel at ease.

Rong Qian has never had such a clear feeling at this moment.

She subconsciously stood beside him, and her gaze was down, and she obviously felt that several lines of sight frequently fell on her.

Rong Qian's hand unconsciously grasped the bag strap.

When everyone arrived, someone on the left immediately jumped out, "Say, isn't it the ability to sit on the spot?"

Opposite them, many people were ready to move, but under the pressure of Mo Zun, no one came out to be a spearhead bird.

In the end, a man who looked like a steward stood up, about thirty years old, with a half-bald head, and the man was respectful to Mo Zun, but his words were not weak at all.

"Honorable, we respect you and have been signing a contract with you. But after so many years, not to mention that society is changing, prices are rising, and the goods we provide alone cannot reach the original price. You can't do this, after a long time, how can you let us be willing to take the lead for you?"

"Yes, yes, yes...... Who isn't old and young?"

"When you come out to work, who doesn't want to get a little money to support your family?"

The voices that seconded the proposal were one after another, all venting their dissatisfaction angrily.

Rong Qian was the first time she had seen this kind of thing, and her thoughts were a little off-track.

I can't help but think of the scene when I first met Mo Zun, and the atmosphere was the same at that time......

Nervous, dignified ...... Combined, that kind of premonition seems to be very likely that something extremely murderous will happen in the next second!

As soon as this idea came out, I only heard the sound of "bang".

The sound that was enough to burst the eardrums, even with a silencer, was like planting a bomb in the hearts of everyone present.

The person who had protested the most at first was now clutching his thighs and falling to the ground, wailing loudly.

Just now, there was a lot of excitement, and the sound was not stopped, and at this moment it was as silent as if the freeze frame button had been pressed.

The eerie silence spread, and everyone looked in shock at the man who fell to the ground and howled.

Rong Qian's face turned white with fright, and she raised a hand to cover her mouth to prevent herself from screaming.

I saw that someone on the left side took back the thing he was holding in his hand and pinned it to his waist again, and the person looked indifferent, like an emotionless robot.

After retreating, Mo Zun, who was sitting in the middle, moved.

He shifted his position, lowered his fingers holding his eyebrows, and raised his head.

The half-bald steward who had questioned earlier calmed down from the initial shock, and he asked with a dark face and gritted his teeth, "What do you mean by this?"

"What it means on the surface. "Mo Zun didn't say anything about it.

The idea that the steward can jump out has been premeditated for a long time, and finally made a fuss today, which is a desperate posture of breaking the contract.

I thought about all kinds of emergencies before, but I didn't expect that Mo Zun would dare to do it with real knives and guns.

Although the person who does this kind of business is not an outlaw, but in the end, he spares his life, which one is not afraid of death?

Therefore, Mo Zun's shock, the original commotion immediately stopped obediently like a chicken.

The steward said hatefully: "Aren't you afraid of tearing your face, everyone is not good-looking?"

"Let the person surnamed Yu come and tell me, send a little minion, isn't this going to be done?" I have to say, Mo Zun is insightful.

Because I didn't plan to do it, I didn't even bother to pretend to be on the surface.

The steward looked at the man beside him, not knowing what to answer for a moment.

Mo Zun's hand with the black snake tattooed curled up slightly, his voice was calm, but the words he could say were extremely cruel.

"Since I don't plan to cooperate, I dare to be so arrogant on my Mo Zun's territory, leave one leg, and go back alive to talk. ”

As his words fell, the people under his left hand took out their things one after another, and for a while, the scene was extremely chaotic, but under the threat of cold weapons, no one dared to act rashly.

Yan Zhe moved his lips on the side, feeling that the punishment was a little too heavy, but seeing the cruel sneer on Mo Zun's face, all the words were swallowed by him.

Even Zhuo Yang frowned.

No one dared to resist the order given by Mo Zun, let alone someone stood up to stop it at this time?

Rong Qian watched as the steward who was negotiating was surrounded by the crowd, and the voice of frightened and angry scolding came from inside.

Her eyes widened, and she felt as if the blood in her body had been drained from her, and the cold chill spread to her limbs.

Suddenly, the view was blocked.

Mo Zun's strange and cold face appeared in the line of sight, and in his ears was the muffled sound of screaming fists falling on his body, but the man in front of him had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he was as evil as a devil.

"Why did you have that expression? Didn't you just laugh so much at the café?"

Rong Qian's throat was dry, and her frightened mind was dull and unresponsive, "Cyril, the teacher asked me out to return the scarf to me......"

Mo Zun's gaze fell on her hand, "Still?"

Rong Qian was a spirit, and in the face of his deep eyes, she couldn't tell a lie.

"Last time, last time I went to pick up the painting, I accidentally left it behind!"

"Really?" he smiled as he raised a hand, his fingertips slid down her face as if admiring a beautiful object, "Rong Qian, I seem to remember telling you not to associate with this person?"

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