Masaki saw Itachi disappear and could no longer maintain the moon reading, and disappeared into the space almost at the same time.

After stopping reading for a month, Zhengji fell on the sofa, the whole person felt that his eyes were extremely sour, and his head was almost about to explode, lying on the sofa for half an hour before he could recover his strength, feeling the brain that was still swollen and painful, he slowly sat up, looked at Ma Yuan, who was still asleep, half an hour had passed, and if he didn't go out, he was afraid that people outside would be suspicious, he stood up, shook his body, tried to stabilize his body, and slowly walked towards the door, now he can even be knocked down by a three-year-old child, looking back at Ma Yuan, now he can only hope that the weasel's skills are excellent, and nothing will go wrong。

Masaki opened the door and walked out slowly, and in an instant, all eyes in the bar were focused on Masaki, and people had almost inquired about everything they should have asked in this half hour, and they looked curiously at Masaki who seemed to be a little wrong in front of him, it was this person who knocked down one of Ma Yuan's more than 20 subordinates, and I heard that he was Masaki, the singer Masaki who had been on fire recently.

Outside the door, Ma Yuan's younger brothers saw Zhengji walking out alone, with a trace of doubt and hesitation on their faces, and probed their brains into the private room, wanting to see the condition of their eldest brother.

After Zhengji saw it, he turned sideways and pointed to Ma Yuan on the sofa and said, "He's asleep, don't disturb him."

Several of Ma Yuan's subordinates walked in suspiciously, and the rest of them looked at Zhengji very alertly.

After a while, several men who went in to check the situation walked out, nodded to several companions who were looking at Zhengji, and signaled that he didn't tell a lie, it seemed that his eldest brother was really asleep, and they were actually very strange in their hearts, why did their boss fall asleep after Zhengji and Ma Yuan entered the private room, but thinking that their boss didn't like to be woken up when he was sleeping, so they didn't wake up Ma Yuan out of a sound, and inadvertently saved a trouble for Zhengji.

Masaki straightened his back, trying his best to make himself look less weak, he looked coldly at the man who was standing in front of him, the man remembered the scene of going to the coffee shop to carry his brother's wail this morning, was glared at by Masaki, couldn't help but tremble, subconsciously took a step back, and then remembered that there were so many people around him watching, his face was red, but he didn't dare to step forward.

Masaki snorted and walked towards the door, and Ma Yuan's younger brothers behind him watched Masaki walk out of the door of the bar.

Masaki pretended to be as usual and walked to a corner outside the coffee shop, Masaki couldn't hold it anymore, couldn't help but kneel on one knee, gasping heavily, the sweat on his forehead left along the tip of his nose, he felt sore all over his body, he couldn't lift a little strength, and he couldn't wait to lie down on the spot and sleep well.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" Just when Masaki didn't know what to do next, a voice came out from the corner, it turned out that Sanhu hung up the phone and couldn't rest assured that Masaki was waiting.

Masaki squinted his eyes and tried to look at the source of the sound, but found that the three tigers were standing aside, looking at him with concern, Masaki saw the three tigers, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the three tigers stepped forward in three steps and two steps, helped Masaki up, saw Masaji's pale face, and asked nervously: "Boss, what's wrong with you?"

Masaki waved his hand and said, "No, I'm just a little tired, let's go."

The three tigers opened their mouths to speak, and when they saw the weak political discipline, they thought about it and nodded, and said, "Okay, Mr. Zheng, I came by car, and stopped at the fork in the road in front, let's go over there."

Masaki nodded, and slowly walked to the cruiser with the support of the three tigers, and the three tigers helped Masaki open the car door and helped him in, before sitting in the cab from the other side, looked at Masaki who closed his eyes and recuperated, and started the car.

"Mr. Zheng, are you going back to your house?"

"No, let's go straight to the hotel," Masaki said as he opened his bloodshot eyes.

"Well, okay," Sanhu nodded and drove towards the hotel, although he was curious when he saw that the state of political discipline was wrong, but as a driver, he knew what to ask and what not to ask, and the boss would naturally say what he wanted to say to him.

Masaki felt the car move forward smoothly and couldn't help but close his eyes anymore.

But said that in the bar, Ma Yuan woke up a few minutes after Zhengji left, he sat up in a daze, feeling heavy in his head and very weak in spirit, but he didn't know why, he looked at the private room, and asked the younger brother on the side curiously: "Why am I here?"

The younger brother looked at Ma Yuan's crotch curiously, as early as when Ma Yuan was sleeping, the younger brother found suspicious marks in his crotch, although he was puzzled, he didn't dare to disturb Ma Yuan.

Ma Yuan felt the sight of his little brother, only to feel that between his legs was cold, sticky and uncomfortable, and exuded a strong smell of urine, his face immediately red like a monkey's buttocks, he didn't care about other problems, he rushed out of the private room, all the way to the bathroom in the curious eyes of everyone, in the bathroom, he took off his outer pants, looked at the crotch of his pants with an annoyed and angry face, when he walked by just now, he seemed to feel that everyone was laughing at him, looked at the wet underwear, he patted his head a little annoyed, he was obviously drinking on the sofa, how could he go back to sleep in the private roomBesides, how could he pee his pants? He tried to recall, but his mind was blank, without the slightest memory of that time.

After thinking about it for a long time, Ma Yuan felt a little pain in his brain, and felt his cold thighs, he took out a mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a number: "Hey, Xiaowen, send me a pair of pants, yes, it's now, immediately, ten minutes, no, five minutes."

After hanging up, he sat on the toilet in a daze, always feeling like he had forgotten something.

Five minutes later, the bathroom was vigorously pushed open, "Brother Ma, where are you?"

Ma Yuan poked his head out of the cubicle in a hurry, beckoned, and said in a suppressed voice: "What are you shouting? Lao Tzu is not deaf, bring it quickly."

Xiao Wen walked over with a smile, Ma Yuan snatched the pants in his hand, took off his underwear, and put on the pants bare, feeling the crotch of the pants cold, he was not used to stretching his legs, and he walked out of the cubicle when he felt that he was almost done, and threw his pants into the wastebasket, and at the same time glared at Xiao Wen fiercely, Xiao Wen shrunk his neck and smiled wryly.

"I accidentally spilled my pants while drinking, and it was sticky and uncomfortable", Ma Yuan's face flushed slightly, and he wanted to explain it in a way that wanted to cover up.

"Oh" Xiaowen nodded to show that he understood, but he was noncommittal in his heart, how could he throw away the drinking and drenched.

Ma Yuan sensed Xiaowen's doubts, snorted, walked out of the bathroom, glanced at the bar, I don't know if it was an illusion or psychological factors, he always felt that people's eyes were focused on his crotch, and couldn't help but shout angrily: "What do you see?"

Ma Yuan sat in his original position, glanced at the little brother beside him, and asked, "Why did I go to the private room just now?"

The younger brother glanced at Ma Yuan strangely, what's wrong with the boss? Have you lost your memory?" "No, didn't you go in to talk to Zhengji?"

When Ma Yuan heard Zhengji's name, he muttered his name in his mouth, and Zhengji's appearance also appeared in his mind, and suddenly, like a conditioned reflex, he seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying, his face became bloodless, and the wine glass in his hand also fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" asked the younger brother on the side with concern.

"Well, it's nothing, I know", Ma Yuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, waved his hand and said, he also wondered in his heart why he was so afraid of political discipline.