It's just that this is the kind of thing that dreams of killing her or making him worse than dead.

It's only three worlds, she doesn't know how many surnames she has been pressed, her brother must know that he can split several worlds with a long sword to be beaten one by one.

"Why are you here?" Hearing Mo Zishu's answer, Fang Xie took off his glasses, stood up unbelievingly, and whispered a little hysterically: "Why are you here?" How are you still alive? How could you be alive? ”

Didn't this evil creature die in that battle?

"It's probably like you don't have myopia but you have to wear glasses." Mo Zishu gritted her teeth and mocked in extreme disappointment: "Pretend." ”

Die?

didn't have the slightest chance of being the most feared evil and the leader of the Mo family army who made the righteous path the most jealous, so he tore the corners of his mouth and fired at the juniors who had a good impression of him and wanted to carry him.

"I thought I was the son of a family, I was well-dressed, and others were afraid that they hadn't seen you cry in front of me."

"But it's not even as good as a dog I have."

Huang Mao threw away his phone suddenly, and he almost didn't pull the rampant room.

Except for Shang Luo, who was going to come over to stop him, the rest of the people were all watching coldly, holding down some people who were uneasy, and quietly waiting for the result of the confrontation between the two.

can throw people to them, this is not care, this is clearly to kill this girl surnamed Mo.

"Look at what you look like now." Mo Zishu looked the room up and down, leaned against the wall and said with a cold smile: "The down-and-out dog has finally found a place for himself to settle down, it's not easy." ”

The yellow hair, who was hugging for rest, exploded instantly: "Shut the fuck!" Who's a dog! ”

Shang Luo pushed away Fang Xie, whose face was flushed and struggling, threw down the folder in his hand, and said sharply: "Fang Xie!" This is the young lady who was ordered by the head of the house to take care of you, what are you doing! ”

"She!" Fang Xie struggled endlessly, and after spitting out a word, he was covered by the yellow hair behind him: "Woo! ”

"Brother Fang, where do you dare to do anything." Huang Mao's brown pupils were still falling, and sweat broke out on his head: "Misunderstanding, Brother Fang is too excited to see the old man." ”

It's not bad to explain so forcibly, from the meeting to the conflict, Fang Xie just asked questions, and Mo Zishu was a direct life attack, and she was the one who stirred up trouble.

Those present were all clear-eyed and knew that there must be a conflict between the two, but Shang Luo, who represented the head of the family at Universal Entertainment, opened his mouth to stop it, and that was what the head of the family meant.

But why did they gather these vicious fellows together, and send such an arrogant young lady over, and they couldn't touch it, so they came to toss them?

Huang Mao looked back at Shang Luo in disunderstanding, but saw Shang Luo, who had a good personal relationship, rolled his eyes with a few people behind his back, then picked up the folder and said seriously: "Miss." ”

"I don't think there's anything wrong with my words." Mo Zishu said lightly: "It's all the dogs under the Xiao family, what's wrong with me saying a few words." ”

The already bad atmosphere suddenly became solemn under these words, like a thick sea water that pressed everyone almost out of breath.

Mo Zishu paused deliberately, she got up and stared at the artist who was frowning or looking unkind, rubbing the bracelet on her wrist, and said coldly: "Do you have any opinions about the Xiao family?" ”

Shang Luo pursed her lower lip, she didn't know if Miss had brought her in, but she found that she couldn't refute it.