And just as Menglan took a step, a somewhat harsh voice sounded at this inopportune time.

"Menglan, why did you come here?"

Although the applause in the bar was very fierce at this time, this voice still reached Menglan's ears, and Menglan's leaning forward body was slightly trembling back, and he looked deeply at Mo Feng, who had been standing on the stage and watching, waiting for Menglan, and then turned around resolutely and looked at Hongyu who was standing at the door with a calm face.

"How did you get here?" Meng Lan asked in a slightly trembling voice.

"You're coming, I'm coming." Hongyu said with a hint of a smile, but it was more like a dry smile squeezed out.

"How did you know I was here?" Meng Lan asked suspiciously.

Hongyu didn't speak, just sneered, and his face spoke instead.

"You're stalking me? You're stalking me. Menglan said angrily.

"Huh." Hongyu sneered.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Let's go, come home with me." Hongyu walked in front of Menglan and hugged Menglan's shoulders, Menglan wanted to struggle, but Hongyu almost exhausted his strength, Hongyu hugged Menglan and walked towards the door, suddenly turned his head, looked at the stage, looked at Mo Feng, who was clenched with his fists clenched and his face sluggish at this moment, and a strange smile appeared on his calm expression.

After glancing at Mo Feng, he quickly turned his head, and when he turned his head, the smile disappeared, and what emerged was cold, cold that could freeze everything.

Then he hugged Menglan, who was struggling, walked out of the trace bar, disappeared into Mo Feng's black eyes, watched the two of them leave, thinking of Hongyu's smile, Mo Feng handed over the topic to Tianhua, walked directly off the stage, walked straight to the bar with everyone's reluctant and sad eyes, and said a little bitterly to Yumei, who continued to be in a daze: "Get me a few bottles of wine, quickly." ”

Mo Feng's words were eager, and the eager words relieved Yu Mei in a daze, and mechanically took out a few bottles of wine.

"Mo Feng, you're thirsty when you sing, but you still sing as well as always, summarize it in one word, and shock your heart." Yumei said with a smile in tears as she took the wine.

Yumei didn't know Mo Feng's strange situation, she didn't see Menglan's arrival at all, Mo Feng didn't speak, but directly bit the beer bottle with his teeth and began to pour it, ignoring Yu Yumei and Wang Han who was sitting on the side.

"A guy with no quality, no one will educate him at first glance." Wang Han sneered.

Mo Feng, who was already on the verge of collapse, naturally listened to Wang Han's very harsh and unhappy, and slammed the empty wine bottle that was already empty towards Wang Han, and Wang Han, who was sitting next to him, was also agile, and quickly hid to the side with a shocked look, and the beer bottle also smashed on the bar.

Seeing that the blow didn't hit, Mo Feng quickly stood up, and quickly rushed towards Wang Han, who was hiding on the side with a shocked face, and Yumei, who was inside the bar, hurriedly ran and said loudly: "Mo Feng, don't be impulsive, stop quickly." ”

Yumei knew that Mo Feng was a black belt in taekwondo, Wang Han must not be the other party, and she definitely didn't want Wang Han to be injured, and her beautiful face had become shrouded in horror.

"Wang Han, run, run." Seeing that Mo Feng didn't listen to his words, he hurriedly yelled eagerly at Wang Han, who was still preparing to fight with Mo Feng, and his voice was already trembling.

The explosion of beer bottles naturally aroused people's vigilance, and they all looked at the source of the sound, and Tianhua, who was standing on the stage, also saw the sudden thing for the first time, so he hurriedly rushed towards Mo Feng, and didn't even bother to take down the guitar he was carrying.

The people who were still looking sad saw that there was a bustle to see, and they immediately watched with great interest, but there was no one to help, and those who wanted to help were afraid to go.

Wang Han didn't seem to hear Yu Mei's eager words, and he seemed to be very confident in his fighting methods, confident that he could beat Mo Feng, Wang Han looked at Mo Feng unpleasantly as soon as he entered the bar, and he hated it for unknown reasons.

didn't run but rushed towards Mo Feng, quickly picked out the fist made of the hand with fine skin and tender flesh, and punched Mo Feng who rushed like a tiger, but when he was about to hit Mo Feng, Mo Feng quickly turned his head and dodged Wang Han's attack, and then his already clenched fist, the fist of the green tendons smashed heavily into Wang Han's white and pure face, and directly killed Wang Han, and the corners of his mouth also overflowed with a trace of blood, which shows how hard Mo Feng is.

Mo Feng's impulses are not divided into three, seven and twenty-one, which are influenced by feelings, alcohol, and contradictions.

After defeating Wang Han, Mo Feng did not stop, and quickly rushed towards Wang Han who fell to the ground, and at this moment, Yumei grabbed Mo Feng's arm, and said eagerly: "Mo Feng, calm down." ”

"I'm calm down Nima b, say I'm not upbred, damn, I'll beat him to death." Mo Feng struggled to break free from Yumei's pull, and wanted to continue to beat Wang Han.

At this time, Tianhua also came to Mo Feng's side, and after Yumei saw it, she said to Tianhua eagerly: "Tianhua, help me hold Mo Feng, quickly." ”

Mo Feng was about to break free, Tianhua grabbed Mo Feng without the slightest hesitation, and said loudly: "Mo Feng, you are crazy, I know you are in a bad mood, but you can't bite like a mad dog." ”

At this time, Yumei let go of Mo Feng and quickly ran to Wang Han's side, because the high heels she was wearing slipped directly and fell to Wang Han's side, but she still said to Wang Han with difficulty: "Wang Han, you go quickly, do you want to be beaten?" ”

At this time, Wang Han covered half of his face and screamed in pain, and when he heard Yumei's words, he quickly got up from the ground, and quickly fled like the wind, without time at all, and he didn't have the heart to care about Yumei, who was also crawling on the ground and had a trace of blood on her knees, Yumei looked at Wang Han who gradually disappeared from sight with a painful look, and her eager expression was much easier, and the rest was a painful expression.

Tianhua saw Yumei fall and quickly let go of Mo Feng, ran to Yumei's side, and asked with an eager face: "Xiaoyu, are you okay?" What do you think? ”

Yumei said painfully: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

At this time, Mo Feng saw that Wang Han had also run away, so he staggered to the bar, sat on the chair and began to drink like a nobody, pouring himself, emotions, sadness, and nostalgia.

The sudden situation that had just appeared ended hastily, and some people who loved to watch the excitement obviously felt that they had not seen enough, but they all returned to everyone to drink, talk, and remember their memories.

Tianhua helped the injured Yumei to the lounge of the bar and took care of Yumei, leaving only the lonely Mo Feng, drinking alone and lonely.

The bar did not become deserted due to the sudden state and Tianhua's absence, and soon the other resident singers sang sad songs and told sad stories.

And Mo Feng was alone, bottle after bottle of beer, and kept repeating the scene of Hongyu hugging Menglan in his mind, such a depressing aura was already permeating Mo Feng's mutilated body, perhaps it could only be regarded as a shell, and his soul had begun to ethereal, and with the effect of alcohol, his body began to shake.

Mo Feng was drunk, crippled drunk, stood up with the last bottle of wine, and staggered to get out of the trace bar, but a harsh voice reached Mo Feng's ears.

"Sir, you haven't paid yet."

A young man standing at the bar reminded.

"Oh, the money, didn't pay." Mo Feng said drunkenly, took out less than 200 yuan from his pocket as he spoke, staggered back to the bar again, slapped the money on the bar, and said drunkly: "This is money, for you, no need to look for it." ”

Then he turned and walked towards the door, sipping a bottle of whiskey.

"Mr. is not enough, the money is not enough, you have spent a total of 1,250 yuan." The young man said with a slight contempt.

"I'm rubbing, my money is at home, what should I do?" Mo Feng turned to look at the young man and said.

"You can call your family and ask them to give you loose money." The young man said unhappily, but still with a smile on his face, which is also the most basic etiquette.

"Family, family, haha, I don't have a family." Mo Feng said with a sigh.

Indeed, in this bustling city, there is no one who Mo Feng is trustworthy and willing to help Mo Feng.

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