As a result, in the next second, he realized that he was very wrong!

Yan Zhuo suddenly ran into the alley where those people went, Mo Wei'an reacted slowly, didn't catch the people, and shouted with a broken face: "Didn't I tell you just now?!" ”

After this man finished speaking, he didn't care for a second!

Mo Wei'an hurriedly trotted to follow, but he came with Yan Zhuo today, if this person didn't go back safely because he offended someone, he would really be finished, and his second brother would have to kill him!

I knew that it was better to come and play quietly by myself!

In this kind of mixed place, he shouldn't bring Yan Zhuo!

The moment the group entered the alley, she seemed to see a very familiar back, and no matter what, she had to go over and confirm it with her own eyes.

If not, it's a big deal to take a look and leave, if so, then she won't let those people bully her friends!

When Yan Zhuo passed, the people inside had already started fighting, a teenager was beaten in the middle by a group of people, not without resistance, but more than 20 people, he was really enough to fight alone, he was a teenager, even if he could fight, he couldn't deal with these more than 20 people.

Soon he was beaten to the ground, pressed to the ground by two people, the young man resisted, remembered, but how could the strength be the enemy of two big men.

"What the hell do you want to do?!" The young man raised his head and stared fiercely at the man standing in front of him, he was like a vicious wolf, as long as he found the opportunity, he would not hesitate to give a bite to the person in front of him.

The man squatted down in front of the young man, his exposed arms were full of muscles, and the arms were wrapped with black dragon-shaped tattoos, the man shaved his hair, and there was a long cut on his head, which had been many years, and this person was called "Brother Long" on the underground Haitang Street.

The origin of the name is probably because of the tattoos on his body.

Brother Long held a cigarette between his fingers, took a hard puff, and the burning cigarette butt pressed on the school uniform jacket kicked over by his subordinates next to him, and the already dirty black and gray coat burned a hole in an instant: "What do you say?" ”

Mu Ansheng gritted his teeth, of course he knew why these people kept chasing him, it was nothing more than because of his father who ran away in debt.

"His business has nothing to do with me!"

"You say it's okay, it's okay?" Brother Long got up and stepped on the back of Mu Ansheng's hand, treating a teenager like this, without any pressure in his heart, "Father and son repay debts, you are a scholar, you should have heard this sentence, right?" ”

Mu Ansheng's hand was very painful, but he didn't say a word, just stared at Brother Long.

Brother Long raised his eyebrows and increased the force under his feet: "You are really exactly the same as your father." ”

"Don't compare me to him! I'm not him! I'm not going to ruin a home because of gambling! ”

"That's how you miss your father?" Brother Long looked at Mu Ansheng's hateful eyes, and suddenly smiled, "Hahaha! Mu Huaiguo has done so many things, but in the eyes of his son, he is just a gambler? How sad! ”

Mu Ansheng twisted his eyebrows: "What do you mean?" ”

"It doesn't mean anything, you just need to know that your father owes a debt that you need to pay." Brother Long let go of his foot. "Take it away."

"Yes!"

When everyone was about to leave with Mu Ansheng, a thin figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley, blocking in the middle of the alley.

The person who came stood in the backlight, some couldn't see his appearance clearly, Brother Long squinted his eyes, but before he could speak, his pupils suddenly constricted, and he scolded sharply: "Get out of the way!" ”