Special flower guard king

Chapter 703 Mu Guiying's Mu!
Po Qianjun fell to the ground and didn't get up for a long time. His life and death were unknown, but no one thought of helping him.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. The audience will always focus on the winner, and the loser...who cares?
Lan Yingxue won the final victory and she would get everyone's applause.

Po Qianjun lost his heart and brains, so no one would pay attention to him.

Mo Fengyun's complexion couldn't be more ugly, it looked like a pig's liver.

"This trash!" Mo Fengyun threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, and stepped on it desperately with the toes of his leather shoes.

His eyes were fixed on Mo Han, and there was a fierce light in his eyes. He wished he could pounce on Mo Han and put him on the ground, and then trampled on him desperately.

"Young master, shall we go?" One of his followers approached him and asked in a low voice.

"Go, of course I have to go, are you still waiting for him to humiliate me?" Mo Fengyun said angrily.

That little follower hurriedly kept quiet and didn't dare to say anything here. A companion is like a tiger. Mo Fengyun's temper is just like his name, unpredictable, and he will turn his face if he says he will.

As soon as they turned around, they were stopped by Mo Fei.

"Stop!" Mo Fei shouted.

Mo Fengyun ignored him and continued to walk.

Could it be that three steps and two steps directly rushed to Mo Fengyun and stretched out his hand to grab him.

"What's the matter, are you going to run now?" Mo Fei asked strangely.

Mo Fengyun turned his face and glared at him: "What do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do, what do you say I want to do? You have forgotten the direct bet between you and my brother Han?" Mo Fei deliberately said aggressively, "What's the matter, are you, Mo Fengyun, planning to deny it?"

Mo Fengyun was a little angry: "Don't talk about Brother Han all the time, Mo Han is your brother, don't I?"

"At the very least, I have never regarded you as my elder brother. Do you regard me as my younger brother?" Mo Fei laughed.

Mo Fengyun sneered again and again: "Hey, do you really think that Mo Han treats you very well? Huh, that's just because you don't intend to fight with him. If you were his enemy, see if he treats you like he is now !"

Mo Fei waved his hand: "Don't use any tricks to divide me here. I'm telling you, are you really stupid or fake? In fact, what you said has some truth, but even if I don't fight, will you let me go?"

Could Fei say this, took a deep breath, stared at Mo Fengyun, and said: "Some people have a hostility in their bones."

"Are you talking about me?" Mo Fengyun asked with a smile.

Mo Fei nodded.

There is nothing to deny, anyway, he is not afraid of Mo Fengyun.

In fact, Mo Fei is not as stupid as he appears on the surface, but he thinks it's good to be a little stupid. Anyway, he doesn't like the fights between dragons and tigers in those families, and he also feels that he doesn't like the intrigues in the business world at all. Anyway, even if I don't do anything, I can still drive a luxury car, live in a luxury house, and be a celebrity, and this is something that many people are happy to see. If this is the case, why do I risk my life like a fool? What about fighting with others?

Both nerve-wracking and brain-intensive.

Could Fei's idea still make some sense, but this does not mean that Mo Fengyun or Mo Han has no brains, it can only be said that everyone has his own ambitions, that's all.

"You don't understand at all..." Mo Fengyun shook his head, he felt that he and Mo Fei had nothing in common.

"You understand?" Mo Fei sneered, "You think you understand, but you never think about whether what you have done is worth it or not. Think about what you have gained and what you have lost so far."

Mo Fengyun's face was uncertain and he did not speak.

At this time, Ning Fei and others also came over.

Mo Fengyun first looked at Lan Yingxue who was standing beside Ning Fei, and then asked, "Is this your friend?"

"Yes." Ning Fei nodded.

"That's no wonder." Mo Fengyun took a breath, "I knew that Mo Han couldn't afford to invite such a person."

Ning Fei smiled without saying a word.

This matter is all an internal struggle of their Mo family, and has nothing to do with him. If he didn't want to get the news he wanted, and wanted to return the favor to Mo Han, he would not intervene at all.

"Not bad, very good." Mo Fengyun took a deep breath, "I lost this time, but I definitely didn't lose to Mo Han, I lost to you."

When Mo Fengyun said this, he paused for a while, then smiled again, and said: "If I lose to you, I won't feel ashamed. There are too many people who have fallen into your hands. Even Mu Haoran can't escape this disaster, let alone me."

Ning Fei frowned slightly when he heard this sentence, looked at Mo Han beside him, and finally said to Mo Fengyun: "This is where you are inferior to Mo Han, at least he never feels that he is inferior to Mo Han." Mu Haoran is terrible, in fact, I also think he is much smarter than that idiot Mu Haoran."

Mo Fengyun remained silent with a cold face.

"Mo Fengyun, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat. You should still remember our bet, right?" Obviously this was Mo Han's focus, he couldn't wait to say.

Mo Fengyun smiled and said: "The youngest of the Mo family will also lose his sense of proportion because of a woman?"

Mo Fengyun's run on did not make Mo Han say anything.

Ning Fei glanced at Mo Fengyun, and said mockingly, "Don't look down on women so much, what's wrong with women? If a person has no feelings, is he still human? Besides, didn't you also lose to a woman today?"

The woman he was talking about was naturally Lan Yingxue.

Mo Fengyun waved his hand, expressing that he didn't want to talk to Ning Fei and others, and he walked towards the ring step by step.Everyone's eyes were on him. Except for Mo Han and others, everyone in the boxing ring didn't know what Mo Fengyun wanted to do. As for the bet between Mo Fengyun and Mo Han, those who knew Not a lot either.

Mo Fengyun went up to the ring, took a microphone, looked around, for a long time, heaved a sigh of relief.

"I'm Mo Fengyun, and I declare that my engagement with the Tan family, Tan Xiang, is cancelled!" After saying this, he jumped off the ring and left without looking back.

What he said was equivalent to telling the people in the entire capital city that he lost to Mo Fengyun, to Mo Han!

Hearing these words, Mo Han also let out a long sigh of relief, the big stone on his chest finally fell down.

Ning Fei pushed Mo Han, and whispered, "Don't blame me! The girl you like has a bad name."

Mo Han: "..."

At this time, the manager rushed over too.

"Mr. Ning, and Mr. Mo, the money you won has already been credited to your card." After the manager finished speaking, he paused and said, "But Mr. Ning is still short of 50 billion in the final payment, and we really can't get it together now. So much money."

"Hmph, as long as you don't renege on your debts." Mo Han glanced at the manager and said coldly.

"Yes yes yes." The manager nodded vigorously with sweat dripping down his forehead.

After taking back the bank card, a group of people walked out of the underground boxing arena, standing at the entrance of Yanmen Lane, Ning Fei turned to look at Mo Han.

"You want to know now?" Mo Han asked.

"Yes." Ning Fei thought for a while and nodded.

Mo Han sighed: "I wasn't very clear about those things at the beginning, but after getting in touch with you, I became curious about you, and I really wanted to know who you are, so I sent someone to investigated you."

Ning Fei nodded.

Looking at Ning Fei's expression, Mo Han seemed a little displeased, and he wasn't trying to show off. He reached out and took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and handed it to Ning Fei.

After that, he got into the car with Mo Fei and left.

Ning Fei held the piece of paper in his hand, but didn't open it immediately.

"You're still not ready, are you?" Lan Yingxue said with a light smile.

"Hehe, it's not that I'm unprepared. In fact, I already have some answers." Ning Fei said, "Now it's time to verify the answers."

"No matter who your enemy is, I will accompany you to face it." Lan Yingxue put her hand on Ning Fei's arm, with a serious expression on her face.

Ning Fei smiled wryly: "It's not necessary, you don't have this obligation."

Lan Yingxue nodded: "I really don't have this obligation, but at the beginning, were you obliged to help our Qingcheng faction? Are you obliged to enter the forbidden area with me?"

Ning Fei kept silent.

"No one is obligated to do something for others. You can treat me as repaying a favor. That's okay, right? Besides, you just lost your aura now, which doesn't mean that there is really nothing you can do. You I don't have any friendship with Mo Han, but in such a case, isn't he also very optimistic about you?" Lan Yingxue said, "You were right in what you said earlier, Mo Han is a smart person, at least he should be better than you." Mu Haoran is smart."

"Why do you say that?" Ning Fei was a little interested.

"Choosing to be your enemy is not a wise thing in itself, it is always like this!" Lan Yingxue smiled sweetly, "So I think Mo Han is a smarter person, he knows that icing on the cake will never come in handy It’s important to come, he believes in you now, supports you, and is optimistic about you, and when you rise again, you will remember his kindness.”

Ning Fei smiled.

He raised his hand, looked at the white paper in his hand, and frowned, as if the white paper in his hand weighed heavily.

After a long time, he opened his palm and saw clearly the words written on it, his expression was cloudy and uncertain, and finally, his face was relieved, as if he was relieved from a heavy burden.

"Phew, once I get the answer, I understand it completely." Ning Fei threw the paper aside, took Lan Yingxue with him, got into a taxi with a face full of faces, and left...

The white paper fell to the ground, and after a long time, a naughty little boy picked it up.

He jumped up to his grandfather, raised his head and asked curiously: "Grandpa, what is this word? Why are there so many strokes?"

"Oh! This word is called Mu, Mu Guiying's Mu..." the old man said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)