"If Qin Feng doesn't continue to approach Lan Lan." Mo Wen's gaze swept lightly from Wen Xining's face, and his voice was unusually cold, and he didn't even bother to maintain the hypocritical smile on his face.

"Don't even think about it!" Qin Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Angel is not yours alone!" ”

As if hearing the sound of bone joints rubbing, Drunk Wuye stretched his neck and glanced at Mowen, and found that he was constantly pinching his fists, loosening and clenching, looking like he was moving his fingers.

"Qin Feng, you're crazy!" Wen Xining turned his head and glared at Qin Feng, gritted his teeth after seeing him roll his eyes at himself disdainfully, turned his head and suppressed his annoyed emotions and said to Mo Wen, "Mr. Mo, please don't pay attention to Qin Feng, this madman, he is not qualified to call the shots in this kind of thing." ”

"Can you call the shots?" Mo Wen raised his eyes and smiled, looking completely gentle and harmless.

"As for Qin Feng's coveting of Miss Yu, I can stop it." Wen Xining took a deep breath and said.

Mo Wen's eyes drooped, making it difficult to see his emotions.

Feeling that Mo Wen didn't seem to be as dangerous as just now, Wen Xining paused before continuing, "According to the deal that the Drunken Emperor said, we will fully support Miss Yu to seize the south. ”

Knowing in her heart that for Yu Lan, it was also very necessary for her to win the help of the southern handover city, Mo Wen gradually restrained his anger, raised his eyes and smiled faintly, "There is no next time." ”

As soon as the words fell, Qin Feng began to jump again, only to see him open his mouth wide, and roared at Wen Xining sadly, "How can you treat me and my angel like this!" ”

His? Mo Wen, who felt that his temper had improved a lot, sank his face again.

It's like a child always likes to play with a caterpillar, and Qin Feng's obsession with Yu Lan at this time is probably like this.

He pointed at Drunken Wuye, ignoring Mowen's already sinking gaze and said, "Drunken Wuye, he still owes me eighty-six photos of Angel!" ”

As soon as these words came out, Drunk Wuye, who was watching the show with relish, jumped up suddenly, pointed at Qin Feng and said angrily, "Qin Feng, don't spew blood!" ”

Yu Guang glanced at Mo Wen's gloomy face, drunk and secretly holding his little liver, and made up his mind not to admit it.

"Drunk and Nightless, this is what you lost to me in chess!" Seeing that Drunk Wuye didn't admit it, Qin Feng couldn't help but grit his teeth and said, "How can you not be trustworthy!" ”

“…… Lost in chess? Mo Wen's gaze was obviously fixed for a moment, he looked sideways at Drunken Wuye, and suddenly showed a smile and said, "Drunken Wuye, can you explain?" ”

"Boss, this is actually quite difficult to explain." Drunk Wuye coughed and glared at Qin Feng fiercely.

Hearing that his photo was being used as a bet, Yu Lan blinked, propped her chin and continued to watch the few of them make a fuss.

Mo Wen was obviously on the verge of reason at this moment, he crossed his arms with his hands, a smile on his lips, and his eyes fell sharply on Drunk Wuye's body, obviously waiting for his explanation.

Looking at Mo Wen like this, Drunk Wuye knew that it was useless to say anything, he pursed his lips, and simply explained all the things about Qin Feng who had not played backgammon and lost eighty-six photos.

The room was quiet for a moment, and he swallowed his saliva in the drunken night, but he didn't have the courage to look at Mowen.

"Behold, this is the truth." Qin Feng smiled confidently, looking like a villain, "How about Mowen, you won't admit it, right?" ”

Already keenly aware of Mo Wen's anger, Yu Lan's eyes darkened, and he obviously looked at Drunk Wuye and Qin with some displeasure.

Bet on her picture? Very good.

"Good." Just when Yu Lan was secretly slandering in his heart, Mo Wen suddenly laughed, only to see his figure flash quickly, and the next moment he lifted the collar of the drunken Wuye and punched him hard in the face.

Drunk Wuye raised his hand to block it, but was directly broken by Mowen's arm.

"Boss!" The ghost howled twice, and drunk Wuye simply put on a dead skin look, lying on the ground and pretending to be dead.

Anyway, he's now at level 3 of the healing ability, and it will definitely take some effort for Mowen to kill him.

What's more, if he died, then he wouldn't have to deal with the files for Mowen, the bastard, and he didn't believe that Mowen would really beat him to death.

Mo Wen didn't know what Drunk Wuye was thinking at this time, he just looked at Drunk Wuye's dead skin lightly, and after thinking about it, he let go of his collar and threw him on the ground.

"Xiuqi." Mo Wen raised his eyes to Xiu Qi and said softly, "Do you remember what you said when I asked you to partner with Drunken Nightless?" ”

Xiu Qi was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it for a few seconds, he hesitated and said, "At that time, I said that if I was drunk and dishonest, I would kill him." ”

"Then do it." Morvin smiled.

Drunk Wuye was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly pleaded, "Boss, I was wrong, don't come to the real thing." ”

With the extent to which Xiu Qi was so loyal to Mo Wen, it is not difficult to imagine Xiu Qi's reaction after hearing this, he would definitely kill him without hesitation!

Mo Wen ignored Drunk Wuye, and just raised his eyes to look at Qin Feng.

"Boss." After glancing at Drunken Wuye, Xiu Qi's reaction was beyond Drunken Wuye's expectations, "Do you really want to kill him?" ”

"Killed." Mo Wen didn't reply.

"But I think he can do a good job in handling things, I'd better beat him half to death, otherwise he won't have a long memory." Xiu Qi seemed to be firmly speaking, but in fact, he begged for a sentence of mercy for Drunk Wuye.

He's been a partner with Drunken Nightless for so long, and now he does feel a little irritated if he really wants to kill him.

Mo Wen glanced back at Xiu Qi at this time, his eyes flashing slightly.

"Okay." He said lightly, "Look at you." ”

After getting Mo Wen's approval, Xiu Qi sneered and walked towards Drunken Wuye.

"Xiu Qi, I didn't expect you to be so righteous." Drunk Wuye stood up and patted Xiu Qi on the shoulder, and when he was about to say anything more, Xiu Qi suddenly waved his fist and knocked him out.

The strength of this punch was no less than the punch that Mo Wen had just hit, and he only felt dizzy in his head for a while, and he stumbled and sat down directly on the wall.

"Hey!" He raised his eyes and was about to accuse Xiu Qi of punching again.

Drunk Wuye hugged his head, but he didn't mean to fight back.

After provoking the boss, you only got a fat beating, which is a very lucky thing, isn't it?

On the other hand, Qin Feng is more miserable, Mo Wen is basically a dead hand, and it is estimated that when he finishes venting, Qin Feng may still have one breath left.

Wen Xining was a little unbearable standing next to him, but thinking that he had just tried his best to help Qin Feng with his tongue, but Qin Feng didn't appreciate it at all, and he continued to die, so he didn't have any sympathy in his heart.