In the Fubo Building, Liu Zihong and a few people sat in front of the window, looking at the crowd coming and going, the hot pot business was surprisingly good, and now it is in Silver Star City, forming a new fashion. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

According to his opinion, Mrs. Ma authorized the hot pot business to other restaurants with 30% of the income, which is another huge income, the big river is full of water, and Liu Zihong naturally has more income.

Everyone is talking and laughing, and now they can beat him Qiufeng, after all, other people's money comes from their families.

"Look at that beauty, in this martial arts competition, she ranked seventh, her strength is very strong, and her appearance is so outstanding!" Ma Feixiong pointed to the woman standing on the street and introduced it to everyone.

A few people quickly turned their heads, and sure enough, there was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman standing there, slim and elegant, wearing a pale red dress, looking like a blooming flower.

"I don't know what it's called, otherwise I can invite you in for a drink!" Wei Chengqi here was a little regretful, but he didn't have any bad intentions.

"Are you sure..."Ma Feixiong said a few words in Wei Chengqi's ear, and Wei Gongzi immediately felt that his forehead began to sweat, it turned out to be that little aunt and grandmother, and it was better not to provoke him.

At this time, a subordinate of the Zhuo family hurriedly ran into the restaurant, and when he saw Zhuo Wenxuan and a few people, his face immediately showed some joy.

"Wood had an accident, he was beaten on the street next door, and his mother!" "Mu Shi and Zhuo Wenxuan have been there a lot of times these days, so it's not surprising that these people can get to know each other.

Everyone's faces changed greatly, they stood up and rushed outside, Liu Zihong flew on the grass in the hall, and at this time it fully reflected its charm, even in the bustling crowd, no one could stop him.

Soon Zhuo Wenxuan and the others were pulled down hundreds of meters, and the distance between the two streets was only two or three thousand meters, and in just two minutes, Liu Zihong was already standing on that street.

Compared with the street where Fubo House is located, this is where ordinary people go shopping, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea can be bought, and of course, there are many people who come out to sell their own handmade things.

Mu Shi's mother is one of the people who set up a stall on the roadside, and every few days she will carry the silk she has woven to sell.

After five days of hard work, he weaved a brocade horse, carried it on his back, and then bought some for the family after selling it, and got two clothes for his son, so that he could save money and marry his daughter-in-law.

The child's father died early, and he worked hard to grow up, so he had to watch him start a family, and he could explain to the child's father when he went below, a very simple way of thinking.

Originally, Mu Shi was also going to find Liu Zihong, when he practiced boxing these days, he always felt that something was wrong, but unfortunately he couldn't figure it out, so he went out with his mother.

When I went to the street and was about to go to Fubo Lou to see, I just handed over the silk to my mother, and I thought about walking around the corner of the street, but after walking three or five hundred meters, I heard the sound of horses' hooves galloping behind me, followed by the exclamations of everyone.

Instinctively looking back, the mother had been brought to the ground, the silk had been pulled apart for a long time, and after the three horses were frightened, they finally stopped, and the knight at the head had turned around, and whipped down at his mother.

The horse's hooves trampled on the satin, and in the heart-rending pleas of the wood and stone mother, they were spoiled into a heap, and the old woman, regardless of the possibility of being trampled by the horses' hooves, crawled towards her silk with a rolling belt.

The whip that split her head and covered her face fell on her, as if she didn't feel it, and she just wanted to pack it up and make her own silk, and all this happened between the lightning and flint, so that people didn't have time to react.

When Mu Shi came back, his mother had already been whipped several times, and she was naturally annoyed in her heart, so she reached out and grabbed the falling whip, and the person was dragged off the horse with a little effort.

Almost trampled on by the frightened horse, the man got up from the ground, still in shock: "Where did you come from, if your grandfather has three long and two short, your whole family will die!"

Picked up the horsewhip that was thrown on the ground, and pulled it towards Mu Shi, Mu Shi was young and vigorous, these days with Zhuo Wenxuan and others, naturally he would not feel that there was anything to be afraid of this subordinate in front of him, his tall body, flashed the whip, and he was about to hit with a fist.

"If you continue to fight, I'm not welcome here!" said a young man on a horse, who looked very personable, but the horsewhip was pointed at the old woman on the ground.

Mu Shi forcibly retracted his fists, turned around and ran towards his mother, bent down to help her up, but at the moment of bending, three whips were drawn on his back with great force, and the thin clothes became strips of rags in an instant.

"Masters, my son is not sensible, don't beat him, I'll kowtow to you!" The old woman struggled from the ground, and knelt in front of several men and horses, regardless of her own silk.

"Mother, I'm not wrong, stand up quickly!" Mu Shi's eyes were red, and tears ran down his cheeks, trying to pull his mother up from the ground.

"Son, quickly kneel down and kowtow to a few masters, if you have three long and two short, how can I explain to your father!" The old woman's voice couldn't help choking, this kind of noble person really can't afford to offend.

Looking at his mother's eyes, Mu Shi's tall figure suddenly fell down, kneeling opposite his mother: "Mother, the child has made you suffer!"

The young people in the crowd who were watching again separated from the crowd and walked out: "You have to spare people and spare people, and you are not afraid of retribution!"

"Where did you come from, little cub, what do I need you to teach, when labor kills people and sets fires, you are still in your mother's belly!" Another big man waved his hand at Mu Shi is whip, but Mu Shi and her mother blocked it with her own arm, and on her thin arm, she brought a large piece of skin and flesh, which was very bloody.

The young man was also angry, hating his own lack of strength, otherwise he would have taken the heads of these people, but he did not retreat, and took a few steps forward to stop in front of Mu Shi: "If you have the ability, you can beat me to death in the street, otherwise you don't want to beat their mother and son!"

The sound of the wind from the sound of the whip fell again, and the young man hurriedly closed his eyes and raised his arms, but in the end they did not fall, and there was a loud laugh in his ears.

"The little cub still thinks you are bold, it turns out that it is nothing more than that, if you know each other, you will slap yourself twice, roll to the side, nosy people in this world will never end well!"

"What's wrong with my cowardice, what does it matter if I'm cowardly and I'm standing here, unless you kill me, don't even think about hitting them again!" The young man's voice trembled, and many of the men in the laughter felt that their faces were full of heat.