[154] The wicked have their own evildoers

Mo Yu said honestly and unceremoniously: "Of course this is the best!" ”

Mo Yan shook his head, obviously hating it, and said: "The existence of the black forces is like a stubborn ringworm, if you want to eradicate it, you must treat both the symptoms and the root causes, and completely eradicate the soil that breeds it!" You want to do it once and for all, you can, but I can't help you, you have to figure it out yourself. Mo Yu, many things, whether it is me or the old man, can only help you for a while, not for a lifetime...... Let me tell you this, if you can disintegrate the underworld forces and clan forces in Xicun Town during your term of office, I think the old man's goal of sharpening you will be preliminarily achieved. If you boost the economy again, even with the old man's high standards, you can get a full score! ”

After a slight pause, he said: "In a simple word, the road is made by yourself, relying on the sky and the earth and relying on the ancestors, and you are not a hero." ”

When Mo Yu heard this, he also became stubborn, and said, "Since this is the case, I don't need you to help me, I'll come by myself first." I really can't do it, I'll ask you for help again! ”

Mo Yu can have such an idea, whether it is out of anger or really wants to fight for his own breath, Mo Yan is happy to see it.

The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and the edge of the sword comes from the sharpening.

Mo Yan has come from a boring day-to-day practice since he was a child, and his understanding of this sentence is far better than ordinary people.

When he saw that Mo Yu refused his help, he couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

It is said that the edge of the sword is sharpened, but people are not swords after all, there is a voluntary and passive relationship here. If Mo Yu is just a passive grinding, although it can also have a certain effect, it will definitely be a world of difference from actively accepting the grinding, or even enjoying it.

"Okay, you come by yourself first, I'll wait and see......"

Mo Yan raised his wine glass, touched it with Mo Yu, and then drank it dry.

Putting down the wine glass, Mai Sui also returned to the Water Cloud Hall, but his face was a little ugly.

Mo Yan frowned and said, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Mai Sui said: "When I came back just now, there was a person who followed me all the time......"

As soon as the words fell, the door of the Water Cloud Hall was pushed open, and a man with a drunken spirit broke in despite the waiter's obstruction.

"Sir, there are guests here, you can't come in......" The waiter's face turned pale and he dissuaded him again and again.

But the people who come here to consume are either rich or expensive, and all the waiter can do is to dissuade him with good words, and he does not dare to really drag this uninvited guest out.

"Get out of the ......"

The man pushed the waiter away, and then stared at the wheat ears in a daze, but he changed his face and said with a smile: "This young lady, I am ......"

Before he could finish speaking, a wine bottle came out of nowhere, and a 'whew' flew and hit him in the forehead!

The bottom of the bottle was quite thick, and after making a muffled sound, it didn't shatter, but Rao was like this, and the man's forehead was also smashed out...... Mo Yan couldn't help but be stunned, turned his head and looked at Mo Yu in surprise...... This kid hasn't done it himself yet, but he has taken the lead.

At this time, Mo Yan looked indifferent, looked at the guy with a bleeding head, and said coldly: "Get out!" ”

The man seemed to be smashed stupidly, covering his forehead, his face full of disbelief...... I was beaten?

I was beaten!

He stared at Mo Yu, his face full of disbelief, as if he didn't want to accept this fact!

"I told you to get out, didn't you hear me?" Mo Yu sneered, raised his hand and smashed another wine bottle!

Fortunately, the waiter was quick and pulled the man off the rails...... Mai Sui had never seen such a murderous scene, so she was so frightened that she covered her mouth, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

Mo Yan hugged her with a smile and comforted: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, there is me...... Before you came, didn't you say that you wanted to see the life of the gentleman? Oh, see, this is ......"

As he spoke, he lifted his chair and put it in a relatively safe place, and said, "Come, sit here, it's safest to watch the play here!" ”

With Mo Yan by his side, Mai Sui's mood suddenly settled down, and said, "You don't persuade Mo Yu?" ”

Mo Yan smiled: "Why should I persuade him? He can also be regarded as pulling out a knife to help when he sees injustice, he has the spirit of being a chivalry, and he can't be an official, but he can't have a little bit of a chivalrous spirit, otherwise this official will be numb in front of him. ”

When Mai Sui heard this, she couldn't help crying and laughing...... Is this the spirit of Ren Xia? It's obviously just a squishy thing, isn't it?

Of course, she only thinks about it, Mo Yu is her future brother-in-law, and she is helping herself to get ahead, what if the so-called helping relatives does not help, what if she is angry?

At this time, the uninvited guest finally came to his senses, jumped to his feet and scolded: "You dare to hit me? Do you know who I am! ”

When Mo Yu heard this, he threw away the ashtray in his hand, clapped his hands, and sneered: "Do you want to fight for your father?" Okay, I'll give you time to call, I'm going to see what kind of dad you can find! But remember, I'll leave you a point for a lot of face, and if you want to get back this face, you have to at least find a ministerial-level father to come out! ”

While speaking, the hotel security guard arrived, and the manager on duty on the third floor also hurriedly ran in, just in time to hear Mo Yu's 'wild words'!

The man was also slightly stunned, looking for a ministerial-level father to save me face?

Fuck, who do you think you are, and you're not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue!

"Mr. Xue, Mr. Xue, give me a face, I have something to say!"

The manager on duty obviously knew the man and was busy persuading.

He yelled at the waiter on the side: "What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and let someone come to bandage Mr. Xue's wounds......"

Mr. Xue pushed him away and sneered, "What bag?" You call me now......"

The manager on duty said in a low voice: "Mr. Xue, can't you take a step back?" This is someone else's private room, even if you call the police, you don't care. ”

"Reason? I'm standing here for reason! ”

Mr. Xue sneered: "You are so wordy, hurry up and call the police......"

The manager on duty was helpless, so he had to say: "Mr. Xue, if you insist on calling the police, then I can only call Mr. Yue first......

The Mr. Yue in his mouth is the behind-the-scenes boss of this hotel, and the manager on duty knew that Mr. Xue had a big background, but he insisted on standing on Mo Yu's side, because he saw with his own eyes that the young man in Shuiyun Hall was personally accompanied by Mr. Yue into the Fuding Hotel. And when he speaks, he not only seems unusually cordial, but even with a bit of humility...... The manager on duty knew in his heart that he couldn't afford to mess with Mr. Xue, and Mr. Xue was obviously a grade worse than his own boss, so this young man, who even had to be polite to his own boss, was obviously even more unprovoked!

With such a simple conversion, it is impossible for this duty manager to fail to calculate.

Speaking of Mr. Yue, the behind-the-scenes boss of Fuding Hotel, can be said to be famous with Wanling City and even a province of the old gentleman, he is nearly 60 this year, although he did not take the official career, but his father is the founding lieutenant general, and his mother is also a famous writer decades ago. In the words that are popular now, he is the real red second generation!

"Don't use Mr. Yue to pressure me, I will already give him face when I come here to eat!"

Mr. Xue covered his forehead and said angrily, but his confidence was somewhat insufficient.

Mo Yu's words just now seemed to him to be just wild words, but Mr. Yue was a real veteran gentleman, although he did not take a career in office, but his contacts were amazing, compared with him, the new generation of gentlemen, the background is much worse.

Of course, although he was a little afraid of Mr. Yue, he was not worried that this veteran gentleman would be on Mo Yu's side. The so-called helping relatives is not helping, and he and Mr. Yue are somewhat related...... "Do you have a big face?" ”

Just as Mr. Xue was clamoring to call the police, a man who looked to be only fifty at most stood at the door.

As soon as he appeared, the manager on duty and the security guards immediately made a way.

"Xue Xiaodong, is your face bigger than that of your father and your uncle?" This man looked at Mr. Xue coldly.

Mr. Xue's face froze, and his arrogance immediately disappeared by seven points, and he said aggrievedly: "Uncle Yue, I came here to eat, but I was smashed in the head with a wine bottle, you can't ignore this, right?" ”

At this time, Mo Yan, who was standing in the corner, saw Mr. Yue appear, and said to Mai Sui with a smile: "See, the old gentleman, the middle gentleman, and this little gentleman who will help you get ahead, let you see enough at one time!" ”

Mai Sui sighed and said, "I would have known that I would have let Mo Yu go to your place to eat, and my pot of pork belly and horseshoe soup would also come in handy......"

After a slight pause, she said again: "Fortunately, you are not a gentleman, otherwise you would not have to worry me to death." ”

The two of them whispered here, but Mr. Yue walked up to Xue Xiaodong and said coldly: "Don't talk to me, apologize to people immediately!" ”

Xue Xiaodong was stunned for a moment, and was about to speak, but saw Mr. Yue quietly winking at the guests in the Shuiyun Hall with his back, and said in a low voice: "I don't want to cause trouble for your father, apologize immediately......"

Looking at the thick warning on Mr. Yue's face, Xue Xiaodong couldn't help but chuckle in his heart!

He is a gentleman, but he is not a fool, so he can naturally understand the meaning of Mr. Yue's words. In short, the young man who smashed his head definitely can't be provoked by himself, not only can't he provoke himself, but he may even affect his own father!

What is the origin of this young man?

Xue Xiaodong was dumbfounded for a moment...... "Uncle Yue, just apologize or something, I've heard too much of this kind of apology, I don't have to dirty my ears, let him get out of now, I don't want to see him again......"

Mo Yu is worthy of being a gentleman from Kyoto, and he is familiar with this kind of scene, knowing when to be domineering and leaking, and when to stop seeing it.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, this way of ending is still domineering, with a strong disdain, which is more lethal than the wine bottle that flew up just now.................................... This little farce finally ended with Xue Xiaodong's gray departure.

On the surface, Xue Xiaodong didn't seem to have much damage except for losing his face. However, except for Mo Yan, no one knew that after this guy walked out of the Fuding Hotel, the next stop was the hospital!

Mo Yan has never been a good person who repays grievances with virtue, with his temperament, how can he sit back and watch the guy who dares to covet his girlfriend leave safely?

In the next month, Xue Xiaodong will undoubtedly spend his time in pain in the hospital bed, and the cause of the disease will not be able to be seen even if a doctor of Chris's level appears. A month later, Xue Xiaodong's condition will gradually remission, but in the coming days, he will fall into the root of the disease of chills and cold, and gradually lose a certain ability that men value most...... The wicked have their own wicked grinding, and Mo Yan is the biggest villain in the world. Compared with it, Mo Yu, who seems to be extremely domineering, is actually just a little gentleman!

(To be continued)