"Captain, don't drink. You've already drunk three bottles, and if you drink it any more, your life will be gone. ”

Mo Bochum had a lot of empty wine bottles in front of him.

His little follower persuaded him bitterly, this is not drinking, it is clearly drinking.

Since losing today, Mo Bochum was in a low mood, lying in the playground for three hours without getting up, and when night came, he went straight to the bar without saying a word.

The more Mo Bohong drank, the more sober he became, and the picture of Fu Xize's goal kept coming to his mind, as well as the humiliation of ten to zero.

The captain of his famous basketball club actually lost to Fu Xize, who was powerless.

And this matter has already been reported in Shengming, how will he meet people in the future.

Mo Bochum picked up the wine on the table and gulped down the cow drink.

The little follower can't persuade the industry, and he can't stop it. I could only sit and watch him obediently.

Mo Bohong put down the empty cup and stared at the little follower with a pair of misty eyes: "You say, who is better between me and Fu Xize?" ”

The little follower flattered: "In my heart, of course, the captain is powerful." ”

Mo Bohong smirked: "I'm amazing." "Point to yourself.

He was a little drunk, and his eyes seemed to be hallucinating.

"Fu Xize, you TM bastard." Mo Bohum was about to fall asleep holding the wine glass.

"Captain. I'll send you back. ”

Mo Bochum did not move: "I don't go home, I want to go ......"

His ethereal eyes glanced around the bustling bar, pointing in one direction.

"What are you doing here?" Fu Xize looked condescendingly at the two people sitting at the door of his house, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, which meant that he was in a bad mood.

The little follower wanted to cry without tears, but he didn't know, "Fu Shen, captain him...... Got drunk at the bar and kept clamoring to come to you. ”

He also had no choice but to send people here.

"Wangwang......" Alla squatted at Fu Xize's feet, looked at the two of them who smelled of wine, and looked up at Fu Xize with some confusion.

"Take him away." Fu Xize turned around and entered the house, just about to close the door, his legs couldn't be lifted.

Mo Bochum hugged his right leg tightly like an otter.

"Don't go." Mo Bochum held his leg and did not lose it.

The little attendant's frightened heart was about to jump out, especially when he saw Fu Xize's cheeks that were gradually getting colder, he couldn't help but worry about his captain.

Really......

His eyes widened, his mouth wide open, and he watched as Fu Xize lifted Mo Bohum from the ground and threw him out of the door.

Fu Shen?

Helpless?

This is clearly infinitely powerful.

Fu Xize slipped people out and closed the door directly and ignored the two outside.

Mo Bochum was thrown on the ground and fell asleep directly on the ground, no matter how the little attendant called him, he still didn't wake up.

He had no choice but to sleep with Mo Bohong at Fu Xize's door.

"How do I sleep here?" As soon as Mo Bochum woke up and saw that he was sleeping outside, still at the door of the house, he was so irritated that his hair was about to bulge.

The little attendant also woke up in a daze, saw where he was, and didn't react for a while.

"We were at the door of God Fu yesterday. How could it be at the captain's door? ”

The little attendant remembers very well that after the captain fell asleep yesterday, he also slept with him.

Could it be that God Fu sent us back, and it is impossible?

"What Fu God!" Mo Bochum glanced at the little henchman menacingly.

The little attendant shrank his head and followed Mo Bochum into the house