Hearing the voice, everyone looked back.

At some point, not far behind them, a man stood. Tall, dressed in an ink-colored long windbreaker, stepping on black military boots, walking slowly, like an immortal who does not occupy seven emotions and six desires, noble and elegant.

The middle-aged man was startled, unaware that they had been surrounded.

The heir of the M family is here.

"Master Mo, what wind blew you here? This...... It's not good that you're bringing so many people. He saw a lot of people with the latest weapons in their hands, and he didn't even have the slightest chance of winning in this fight.

Mo Chu saw that Mo Qingyan was really coming, and silently stepped aside.

An Ranran stepped forward, "Be in charge." ”

Mo Qingyan glanced at her indifferently, and An Ranran's head hung lower.

He found the person in the crowd accurately, but unfortunately when she saw her coming, she walked silently to the side, not wanting to greet him at all.

"Who is it?"

An Ran felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and her thin lips squirmed quietly, "The one lying on the sofa." ”

Mo Qingyan then walked to the sofa.

The middle-aged man realized that his son was in trouble, and stood up suddenly, and the people behind him also began to raise their weapons.

"Master Mo, stop!" No one listened to him.

"Click!" For a while, everyone had opposite weapons, and no one was willing to take the lead in putting down their guns.

Mo Qingyan's posture was as tall as a pine, and when he saw the man in a suit with bells and whistles, the anger in his eyes came out, and it was difficult to contain it anymore.

"In charge, he touched Ah Chu's chest with his hand." An Ranran said.

"Don't ...... Don't come here......" The man in the suit looked at the man with a murderous aura all over his body, and hurriedly retreated in fright.

As soon as Mo Qingyan raised his hand, Shi Tezhu immediately handed over the short gun in his hand.

"Mo Qingyan, don't do it." The middle-aged man shouted, and then his eyes turned red, and the whole person softened, begging bitterly.

He didn't expect that he brought so many people and raised their guns.

Na Cheng thought, he was not afraid at all, and he didn't even give a chance to discuss.

"Don't kill my son, please, I promise, he won't dare in the future."

Mo Qingyan's gaze was nailed to the head of the man in the suit, his gaze was fierce, like a ready wolf, full of murderous intent.

"I beg you, Master Mo, for the sake of the Mo family, you can spare my son's life, I will definitely make cattle and horses for you in the future."

The dark muzzle of the gun was aimed at the man in the suit, one second and two seconds......

One shot, second shot......

The silencer was silent, and the man in the suit screamed a few times in pain, and then fainted.

Both hands were covered in blood......

Hot and bright red blood...... Mo Chu saw this bloody scene, her face was pale, her stomach was rolling, and she couldn't stand it a little.

She looked at Mo Qingyan deeply, and then ran to the toilet.

Mo Qingyan heard the movement, saw Mo Chu's trotting movements, and motioned to chase after him.

Shi Tesuke handed him the tissue he had prepared in advance.

The man wiped his fingers, his eyes were cold, solemn, and his tone was not salty or light, "Mr. Jin, it is better for your son to lose a pair of hands than to lose a life, don't you say?" ”

The middle-aged man lay on the ground, and the people behind him never dared to shoot.

The group of people on the other side was not afraid at all, and they were still surrounded, and no one dared to fire the first shot.

The middle-aged man couldn't say anything in pain, "Mr. Mo, you are too ruthless...... My son didn't do anything at all......"

Mo Qingyan's eyes suddenly sank, not only cold, but also gloomy.

"Shouldn't you be glad he didn't do anything?"

The middle-aged man was speechless for a moment.

"That'...... Will this affect our business? "This is very important, after all, he has already taken revenge on his own son.

If you lose your son's hands and have no business, it will not be a great loss.

"Mr. Jin, you have to understand that cooperating with me is about your mood."

The middle-aged man looked embarrassed, who knows when he is in a good mood and when he is not.

"I'm sorry, Master Mo, I'll drag my unfilial son home now, give me a good beating, and I will definitely come to apologize to that girl when the time comes."

After Mo Chu vomited, there was no one in the bar, and even the pile of blood had been cleaned up.

She was very uncomfortable now, and she could smell the blood when she closed her eyes and opened her eyes, and that scene...... Bloody and brutal.

But she didn't feel pity for the man in the suit.

If you are not strong, you will be eaten that night, and there will be no scum left.

An Ran brought a cup of hot water, "Haven't you seen this kind of scene for a long time......?"

"Aang!" Mo Chu drank the water slowly.

"Next time I take you to see more, I won't be afraid!"

"Ahem, ahem!"

"Forget it, I shouldn't be blessed."

An Ranran frowned silently, Mo Chu was not like this before, I don't know what she has experienced in the past four years in Huaxia?

"Come, drink some sour plum juice, it's already warm." Mo Qingyan came over with a glass.

When Mo Chu smelled the sour plum juice, he wanted to vomit inexplicably.

She shook her head and waved her hand, "No, no, no, I smell this smell and it doesn't feel good." ”

No one noticed that Mo Qingyan's eyes were dark, like a star without brightness, dim and out of vitality.

"Let's go, go back to the doctor, and find Qi Shen." An Ranran said.

An Ranran's sports car was handed over to someone else to drive.

Shi Tefu drove the car, and she sat in the co-pilot.

Mo Qingyan and Mo Chu sat behind.

As soon as Mo Chu got in the car, she felt uncomfortable and wanted to vomit all the time, but she held back and endured it.

This wine has a lot of stamina.

She leaned against the window, drowsy.

Mo Qingyan pressed the button and slowly raised the partition to isolate the sight of the back seat and the front seat.

Shi Tezhu and An Ranran, you look at me, I look at you.

The corners of An Ranran's mouth hooked, she hoped that the two would reconcile.

"Is it still uncomfortable? I got you a pack of spicy strips. ”

Mo Chu slowly opened his eyes, and sure enough, he saw a pack of spicy strips in a yellow bag.

"This ......" she suddenly had an appetite, and her whole person was in a lot of energy.

"Where did you find that?"

Mo Qingyan was in a good mood when she saw that she liked it, "I collected them in the private room of the bar, and they also had a lot of snacks there, and I brought them all." ”

"If you want to feel uncomfortable, eat these packets first, and when you get to the base camp, I'll let people come and have a look."

Mo Chu tore open the wrapping paper and wrapped a piece of paper in a tissue, "Do you want to eat?" ”

She looked at him with bright eyes, and the man who was about to say not to eat was heartbroken, nodded subconsciously and said hello.

"You feed me!"

Mo Chu put the one wrapped in a tissue to the corner of his mouth, and watched him chew it gently, slowly.

"How's that, is it spicy enough?"

She was also motion sick and had an upset stomach, and she didn't like spicy food very much, so she really wanted to eat something very spicy.

"Well, it's spicy."

Mo Chu ate a few sticks in a row, and drank the milk he gave him halfway, which made it even more uncomfortable.

His brows were furrowed, his little face was flushed, and his lips were pursed.

"Stop!" She covered her mouth.