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Mo Ziyang looked down at the bar like a sharp sword, patrolling left and right, the foreman was startled, immediately lowered his head, shrunk his neck and began to drink.

Ren Ran looked up and continued to ask, "What is he doing here now?"

The foreman wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his gaze just now was like a sword aura, it was terrifying.

He whispered with palpitations: "Come to find Qimeng, who sits on the stage here, she doesn't sell her art, and many people come here for her...... Hmph, it's strange to say, Qimeng used to look at him very differently, but he ignored it, and even humiliated him in public, saying that he was not worthy, dirty or something, and looked down on Qimeng in his heart, and now he is downcast and still comes to Qimeng...... Hmph, it's no fun to talk to yourself!"

When Mo Ziyang saw Ren Ran, he was slightly stunned, and immediately turned his head slightly to look around Ren Ran, and didn't find the person he wanted to see, so he turned back lightly.

Mo Ziyang continued to walk a few steps forward, box 888, where Qimeng usually accompanies wine.

The door of the box is closed, and the sound insulation is very good, so you can't hear the movement inside.

When Mo Ziyang was about to push the door in, the door suddenly opened, and a person flew out upside down, flew directly through the corridor and fell down the first floor, curled up in his body after smashing a table, humming and unable to get up.

There was no mess as expected, and the customers on the first floor were all people who had seen the world, and they began to walk out of the bar in an orderly manner.

The foreman put down the bottle, sighed, and said happily or depressedly, "Yes, you can get a new one." ”

Ren Ran asked curiously: "This is the palace family's bar, why are there still people making trouble?"

The foreman looked up cautiously and said: "It's not a trouble, it's just a small fight, anyway, they will pay for smashing people, they will also pay for smashing things, and there are mental damage fees, decoration compensation fees, or a bunch of messy things, it doesn't matter, no one dares to make trouble after all." ”

Ren Ran snorted, feeling that the Gong family is deep-rooted, and even this kind of thing can go through the process, which is amazing!

Mo Ziyang turned his body sideways the moment he saw someone flying out, and took a small step back, watching the person fly out of the box and downstairs.

At this time, five or six people walked out of the box, the door was immediately closed, Mo Ziyang glanced at it in a hurry, and Qimeng bowed his head expressionlessly to drink.

Among the people who came out of the box, the leader was He Jiaqi.

He held the railing with his hands on his toes, looked at the hall on the first floor and laughed loudly: "Who should I be? Come and rob me of Qimeng, let's get tired of it? Let Wang Feng come to me! Don't serve Lao Tzu tea and toast to see how I clean him up!"

The man downstairs was still humming and chirping, and he didn't get up, probably because he broke his bones, and he screamed a little miserable.

He Jiaqi snorted towards the first floor, turned his head and walked towards the box, just pushed the door and was suddenly stunned for a moment, turned around and saw Mo Ziyang, immediately stopped, and sneered: "Yo, it's Mo Dashao, hehehe, come in, brother!"

Mo Ziyang was noncommittal, glanced at He Jiaqi lightly, and then looked at the box.

Qimeng in the box heard the movement and looked out of the door with complicated eyes.

Mo Ziyang looked at Qimeng in the box, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he raised his feet and walked towards the box.

He Jiaqi stretched out his hand to stop it, and sneered: "Tut, Ziyang, come to Qimeng for a drink?" Haha, now you have the leisure to watch Qimeng?"

Mo Ziyang retracted his gaze, looked at He Jiaqi, and said lightly: "Get out of the way." ”

Relying on the large number of people, He Jiaqi said fearlessly: "Get out of the way? Lao Tzu kindly invited you in, and you let me get out of the way? Do you think you are still the eldest young master of the Mo family? Hahahaha." ”

The people around him also burst into laughter, with mockery on their faces.

Qimeng looked at Mo Ziyang with a goblet, and the sadness in her eyes flashed.

Mo Ziyang squinted his eyes and said lightly: "He Jiaqi, you don't have a long memory yesterday at school?

He Jiaqi's face changed, and he roared angrily: "You are looking for death! Brothers, give it to me!"

Several people around rolled up their sleeves.

Suddenly, a pleasant voice came from the box: "He Shao, why bother with a down-and-out person who has no power or power?"

Qimeng, who was wearing a cheongsam, stood up, raised his glass and said, "He Shao, let's continue to drink, ignore him." ”

A compact and gorgeous cheongsam shows Qimeng's figure to the fullest, and the delicate facial features and cold temperament are impressive.

Ren Ran, who had been standing at the bar for a long time with a table and feet, muttered in his heart, with this appearance and temperament, it would be a pity not to sit on the counter.

The foreman looked at Ren Ran dumbfounded, a little puzzled, how could there be such a person who likes to join in the fun?

Walking to the door, Qimeng glanced at Mo Ziyang faintly, and said with a smile: "He Shao, let's continue?"

He Jiaqi, who was interrupted, looked unhappy, and said coldly: "What kind of show is not selling yourself? You are just a young lady! What should I do, I still need you to point fingers? Get out, get in!"

Even if Qimeng heard such ugly words, she still smiled lightly.

"He Shao, this is the fourth brother's field, aren't you afraid that the fourth brother will be unhappy if you do this?"

As soon as Qi Meng finished speaking, she was stunned when she saw someone looking at her with her neck stretched, and she was looking through the gap in the railing from the position of the hall on the first floor, and a hint of hidden ridicule flashed on her gorgeous face.

He Jiaqi was a little frightened when he heard the name of the fourth brother, in Nandu, who didn't know Li Si, one of the eight King Kongs of the palace family?

Sensing Qimeng's strange expression, he looked behind him, thinking that Li Si was coming, and couldn't help but look back.

I was also stunned at this look.

What the hell is going on? It's so good-looking?

He Jiaqi sprinkled all the fire in his belly on Ren Ran.

"Who the hell are you, boy? Who told you to stand on it? Get down...... Get out of here and die!"

Ren Ran rolled his eyes and remained indifferent, and continued to stretch his neck to watch, looking like a goose.

Mo Ziyang also saw Ren Ran, curious and a little vigilant in his heart.

I saw him at school yesterday, and he didn't care, but now he met him here, not only inquiring about his past but also wanting to join in the fun when he encountered this situation, is he here for himself?

He Jiaqi saw that Ren Ran was indifferent, thinking that he dared to step on the counter of the palace family Li Si's bar to watch the excitement, presumably either he had a hole in his brain or had no fear, he didn't dare to act rashly, and when he turned around and saw a calm Qi Meng, he suddenly felt evil in his heart, raised his hand and fanned it.

Playing a sit-to-the-stage lady, as long as it is not too much, presumably Li Si will not do anything to herself.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that the expected screams were not heard, and He Jiaqi's hand was grabbed instead.

In an instant, He Jiaqi found himself flying, and saw that the person who loved to join in the fun turned out to be a chair on the bar, no wonder it was so high that he could see everything on the second floor.