Mo Zihan originally intended to invite Winnie to drink with him, but Winnie made an appointment with his new girlfriend and didn't join him.

In the disco at night, the dancing lights are swaying and the young men and women writhing and laughing.

A couple of colorful childe brothers and Mo Zihan hook up with each other, and the wine girl laughs at Yan Yan's advice.

"It's said that you're chasing a q-big schoolgirl recently, a foreign girl. How about that? Did you get it? " A young man with a playful face hung his shoulder and laughed.

"Don't mention it." Mo Zihan didn't wave his hand. "I went through the whole Q, but I didn't find anyone."

"Oh, there are so many people you can't find?"

"My father is mo Jianming, who is worried about not finding a beautiful woman?"

Other people laugh loudly and act grandly, which attracts many people on the dance floor. Seeing Mo Zihan is more like looking at a fat sheep.

Here, in the dark corner, Yu Qing, who was drunk alone, was stunned.

Mo Jianming?

He did not fully understand the brain over, heard a few Jiaoxiao came from the disharmonious scolding.

"Who do I think I am? It turns out that I'm very rare!" At this time, another unkind voice broke in.

"No, I heard that his father is mo Jianming!"

"Mo Jianming? Isn't it a dog of genesis? If you play with women and break your body, you can find someone to do your best outside, and the son of a woman will be his. "

"Ha ha ha! Is it true or not? "

Not far from Mo Zihan, seven or eight greasy faced men laughed and scolded loudly, abusing incessantly.

Mo Zihan was nine points drunk, in an instant to seven or eight points, a listen to someone insulting his father, eyes suddenly red.

Suddenly, he picked up the bottle and smashed it fiercely at several young men who were talking and laughing loudly. "I'll fuck you and your mother!"

He burst into a rage.

He hated insulting his father most in his life. Lu Shao, who was the creator at the beginning, said that his father would turn his face, not to mention these bullshit.

Yu Qing narrowed her eyes.

Mo Zihan? Mo Jianming's son?

When he came back, he saw that the men Mo Zihan smashed the wine bottle were also angry.

Mo Zihan smashes a wine bottle and rushes up with red eyes.

"Damn you! I want to die

"There's a fight!"

In the middle of the disco dance floor, the originally wriggling crowd, not only didn't persuade, but someone whistled to cheer, watching the two people on the ground scuffle into a ball, you punch me punch, hit hot.

This kind of thing has always been common in such a place. Who would have nothing to do with it?

No one will sympathize with you if you are affected.

Besides, someone has recognized the identity of Mo Zihan, and the man who fights with Mo Zihan is Huo Mao, the son of Huo Laoying, who is as famous as Luo Xizi.

Neither of them is easy to mess with.

Yu Qing sees this and his face is slightly green. He remembers that Lu Shao has been making people secretly pay attention to Mo Zihan's movements and immediately calls him.

When Lu Yichen received the call, his face was very blue.

Huo Ying's son Huo Mao! Sure enough, it happened!

Huo Mao was killed in this conflict when Mo Zihan accidentally stabbed his throat with a broken wine bottle!

In this life, zero is far away in Sweden. What should not happen is waiting for him in another place.

Lu Yichen immediately said: "stop Mo Zihan at all costs, don't let him kill Huo Maozhen!"

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