Chapter 7: Zhuo Dashao loses his wife
Mo Wuxian walked into the private room, and after crossing the screen, he saw some old acquaintances.
The open space of the large room was covered with a red carpet, and two men were seen lying like dead pigs, and the other man was sitting on a chair, looking at the women lying on the carpet with a flushed face.
When this man saw someone coming in, he saw that it was innocent, and a strong hostility flashed in his eyes. "Yo, isn't this the Great Young Master? I heard that you have been missing for a day, did you go to the mountains to study the art of immortality?"
Mo Wuxian is a master of medical Taoism, and he can see at a glance that Zhao Gang must have used a special medicine, otherwise he would not have blushed all over his face. Come to think of it, needless to say, they just knew what they had just done.
He didn't despise them, because he was so ridiculous before. As for now, as a man, looking at this hot scene, his heart suddenly accelerated, and an evil fire burned.
However, he was once Chinese, nourished by 5,000 years of culture, and although he had this evil fire in his heart, he was perfectly suppressed.
"It seems that you are still so incompetent, especially Zhao Gang, you still use drugs, you really lose our reputation as a gentleman!" Mo Wuxian shook his head, his eyes completely disdainful.
In fact, Mo Wuxian is still very satisfied with his ability in that aspect, except for the fact that this body is born as a waste material for martial arts, it can be excellent in other aspects, especially the aspect of men, which makes him even more satisfied. If the positions are reversed, and Zhao Gang is replaced by him, he will not change his color at all now, and there will be no problem for another half an hour. He didn't care about it.
Situ Zhe finally regained his strength, and slapped the woman's buttocks, making a crisp sound, and the woman also let out a coquettish cry at the same time.
"Fuck, you guys get out of the way!" Situ Zhe stood up naked, not shying away at all. Originally, he defeated Zhao Ming, and he still had a great sense of pride in his heart, but as soon as Mo Wuxian came at this time, it made him feel inferior. Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to face the reality that in terms of men, he was indeed inferior to Mo Wuxie. Last time, in order to kill their prestige, Mo Wuxian personally performed in front of them, and the first battle was an hour without changing his face. And he, if he is lucky, he can last a quarter of an hour at most, and the Zhao brothers are even worse.
At this time, they were looked down upon by Mo Wuxie, and the three of them seemed to stand up one after another.
Zhao Gang and Zhao Ming brothers looked at Situ Zhe at the same time, and it was not difficult to see that Situ Zhe was their boss.
Situ Zhe's face was cloudy, and he suddenly turned to Zhuoda, smiled without smiling, and said, "Fatty, you also found someone, draw out the way!"
Mo Wuxian knew that there must be something wrong with this guy, and at this time, he was even more sure that the fat man must have suffered a loss from them. Generally, only when the fat man can't solve it, he will look for him, and it seems that the fat man is not in a small trouble.
There is Mo Wuxian to support the fat man, and the fat man sits on the stool.
The poor stool was completely invisible as he sat down, and only a pile of flesh could be seen hanging down, which was very funny.
The fat man was full of confidence, slapped the table, and said, "It's very simple, I want to gamble with you again." If you lose, Lao Tzu hangs himself here, if you lose, not only will you return my things, but you will also compensate me with 1,000 taels of silver!"
Situ Zhe looked at him with a smile and said, "Do you want to win back your wife? But if you want to hang yourself, forget it, the Chancellor's son hangs himself, and the consequences are quite serious. Well, if you lose again, you're going to lose your little sister to me too!"
From their conversation, Mo Wuxian felt ridiculous. It turned out that he was in such a hurry to find me, just because he lost his wife. Thinking of his fiancée, Mo Wuxian sighed again, it was really a flower stuck in cow dung! His fiancée was the daughter of a great man, and she could be described as a great beauty who was a great woman. But I don't know what Lu Dao is for, such a beautiful girl will fall in love with him, and he won't marry. If he loses his wife this time, if he is known by the Chancellor of the Exchequer, he will definitely be skinned alive, which is the reason for the fat man's fear!
He sighed again, as long as this thing talks about gambling, he will forget who his father is, and it is reasonable to lose his wife!
The fat man was so mysteriously anxious to pull Mo Wuxian to come, and he didn't tell Mo Wuxian about losing his wife, it seems that he also knew that this was a scandalous thing, and he didn't want more people to know about it, so he hid it from Mo Wuxie, what he didn't expect was that Situ Zhe actually said it.
The fat man slapped the table and stood up, shouting, "Damn, you three bastards, you are really bastards if you don't say anything!"
Zhang Gang laughed and said disapprerovitically: "You may not know the Dao now, right?
The fat man was so angry that he almost vomited blood, his fat body trembled constantly, his eyes were red, and he pointed at Zhao Gang and couldn't speak.
Situ Zhe sat opposite the fat man, drank a glass of water, and said with a smile: "Don't get excited, fat man, everyone is a gentleman, to put it bluntly, they are all big villains, and I thank you for your compliment." Are you still gambling or not?"
Fat people gamble extravagantly, and they are also the type of gambling skills that are very bad.
Once you lose the bet, you will lose your senses, and immediately yell: "Damn, Lao Tzu did it with you, gamble!"
Mo Wuxian is not the previous Mo Wuxie, but he wanted to stop the fat man at this time, but he was slow, and his words were fast and without fear.
"Dead fatty, you lost your wife and even got into your sister, if the old man knew what to say, I don't think you would have to go home, the death must be ugly!" Mo Wuxian shook his head and said.
The fat man was like being poured a bucket of cold water on his head by him, and he was beaten all over his body, and begged: "Boss, you have to save me, brother, my life this time is all handed over to you, if I lose this time, I will have no face to live in the world!"
Mo Wuxian thought of the innocent, lovely, beautiful and delicate Zhuo Qing, and thought of the girl who followed him every day and said that she wanted to marry her brother when she grew up, and her heart moved inexplicably, it seemed that she had to win this time.
However, when he looked carefully at the three people opposite, he seemed to have a sense that these three people were premeditated, and they seemed to have eaten the fat man and themselves, otherwise they would not have been so confident. In the past, these three goods would be scared when they saw themselves!
"Say, how do you bet?" Mo Wuxian pushed away the fat man and sat at the table, looking at Situ Zhe playfully.