CEO Daddy, Don't Go Too Far

"Boss, something's wrong! Legs, ah, ah A word didn't say completely, there was a scream.

Mo Xiaoke twisted eyebrows, waiting for her to speak. I heard the other person say, "I want to see thousands of clouds, or I will let the whole bar die!"

When the phone hangs up, Mo Xiaoke stands up and breathes deeply.

Hearing the news, she said, "what's the matter?" Then he saw Mo Xiaoke's ugly face and wrung his eyebrows, "did you encounter an enemy attack?"

Mo Xiaoke droops the eyes to smile, "good luck elder, I want to ask you to help me."

"You and I don't have to ask, as long as I can give you, I will give you." The good luck seriously said, does not have the slightest joking meaning.

Mo Xiaoke opened the drawer and took out his favorite weapon, machete! "Master, I'd like to invite you to the bar with me."

Looking at Mo Xiaoke's appearance, we can see that it must be Wanjia. Good luck purses a lip to smile, "good."

"Don't call me a master this time. After all, she's in a bad health." "Mo Xiaoke chuckled," at least until the return of the grand view. " One on one, it's fair.

Good luck nods, and Mo Xiao can think of not much difference.

This is the first time that Liangyuan and Mo Xiaoke are consistent with each other. Liangyuan clenches his fist. He also wants to see how excellent Mo Xiaoke is! Of course, he will protect this daughter.

Inside the bar, the screams stopped.

Wanhua's clothes have a lot of blood. At this time, he sat at the bar and drank wine. There is a strong smell of blood behind, as well as people on the ground in a mess.

"You're still in the mood to drink at this time." Xiao Ya came over with the joy of fighting on her face.

Wanhua squinted at Xiao Ya and said, "madam, are you frustrated?"

"Not yet." Xiao Ya goes to the bar, selects several bottles of the best wine and opens them directly.

One for you, one for me. Wanhua looks indifferent, not a bit drunk. However, Xiao Ya's face turned red and her eyes were blurred.

"If you're drunk, ma'am. It's up to me to deal with yunqianqian? " Wan Hua asked in reply, listening carefully to the tone of some embarrassment. After all, she promised song Qiu that they were not allowed to do anything these days.

Xiao Ya glanced at ten thousand flowers, "can my enemy be handed over to you?"

"I just asked casually." Wanhua gently said, put down the glass, eyes to the door, "you see, they all come."

Xiao Ya knows it without a thousand flowers. The eyes followed the ten thousand flowers and looked out together.

Two people stood at the door. The first is mo Xiaoke, who is followed by good luck.

Mo Xiaoke is the first time to see Xiao Ya, but the relationship is not. Wanhua is the first time to see good luck, but before and Mo Xiaoke have seen a few.

People at the door look at the people inside the door, and the people in the door look at the people outside the door as well.

Mo Xiaoke seems to be unable to see the mess in the house, one foot and one foot stepped on blood to come in.

"Are you Xiao Ya, Wan Jingquan's mother?" Mo Xiaoke smile not reach the bottom of his eyes, "really gave me a big gift." This bar is one of the industries of xiangmen. Not many people know about it.

Xiao Ya comes out of the bar and shakes her head slightly. She doesn't look at Mo Xiaoke. She looks at good luck all the time, almost gnashing her teeth. "Good luck, thousands of clouds?"

"It's not enough to deal with you." Good luck put out a hand, "Xiao Ya, come on."

Under the nose, the smell in the air can stimulate a person's violent elements. It's for Xiao Ya, but it's for good luck.

Xiao Ya rushed out in an instant, raised his fist and hit out.

Waiting for good luck to hand, Mo Xiaoke has stood in front of the good luck. Raise your fist and hit Xiao Ya's fist.

Wrists numb, ten fingers are bleeding, you can see how much strength two people used.

Xiao Ya tilted his head, full of evil spirit, "you are mo Xiaoke, good luck and cloud thousand thousand children?"

"How about it?"

"You are good at martial arts." I could catch her.

Mo Xiaoke mouth light hook, "good luck elder, give her to me!"

Good luck hands arms, calm to one side, "good."

"A little thing out of control." Xiao Ya's eyes were red, obviously angry. Take back the fist and sweep to the bottom of Mo Xiaoke with one foot.

Mo Xiaoke body gently jump, from the air a foot also kicked out.

In the foot is about to touch Xiaoya's face, Xiaoya left arm erect to block this foot. Reaching out as fast as lightning, the right hand grasped Mo Xiaoke's wrist.

Mo Xiaoke is not ready to be thrown out, from the mid air back somersault, directly landed on the ground to stand firm. Just steady, Xiao Ya rushed to her and hit her.

Mo Xiaoke bent down, hands and feet gently hook, tightly wrapped around Xiao Ya's waist and abdomen, a little effort to turn Xiaoya out, head down.

Who knows Xiao Ya flexible twist body, the same hands station.Mo Xiaoke directly raised his right hand to fight out, left hand pressed on the ground.

Xiao Ya sneers and catches Mo Xiaoke's fist. The next second, I clapped it hard.

Mo Xiaoke stuffy hum a, tumbling in the stomach, blood left along the corner of the mouth.

"Xiao Ke!" The good fortune moved forward a few steps unconsciously.

Mo Xiaoke and Xiao Ya stood up from the ground. Just a few moves, not muddled, win or lose, half a dozen.

Xiao Ya spits out a mouthful of blood and looks at Mo Xiaoke's eyes with a little more killing intention.

Mo Xiaoke did the same, quietly moved back two steps. He took off his coat and threw it at Xiao Ya. He touched the weapon on his waist.

The coat disrupted people's sight. Xiao Ya kicked off her clothes. She just felt the anger coming. She suddenly drew back her legs. The machete had already cut her legs. If she was a little deeper, she would show her bones.

Mo Xiaoke gentle smile, "it's a pity, almost cut off."

"Wild little devil." Xiao Ya reached back and said, "your weapon!"

Wanhua's weapon is a soft whip, which is wrapped around the waist as a belt. Ten thousand flowers draw out soft whip to throw directly to Xiao Ya.

Want weapons? "Dream." Mo Xiaoke whispers softly, like ghosts and ghosts, it rushes out.

Xiao Ya grabs Mo Xiaoke's shoulder with a straight fist.

Mo Xiaoke hands exchange knives, the other hand into a fist hard hit Xiao Ya's abdomen.

Fist to palm is a move created by good luck. Mo xiaois not a good luck apprentice, but after watching it several times, he can remember it.

Xiao Ya doesn't want to kill Yun Qianqian in one day or two. She has also thought about the moves of good fortune.

This fist Mo small can use very strength, even if is Xiao Ya also want to step back a few steps. Mo Xiaoke grabs the soft whip with a machete and sneers at Xiao Ya.

Soft whip gently up a throw, Mo Xiaoke a knife cut down.

"It's been chopping." Wanhua said coldly, throwing out the glass in his hand.

Mo Xiaoke dodges, the wine cup falls on the ground, just falls on the ground soft whip. Frown dangerous to look at ten thousand flowers.

Wan Hua stood up and wiped his mouth with a paper towel. "Liang Yuchen took a punch from me, but he vomited blood and didn't faint. How about you?"

"You can try it." Mo Xiaoke gently pull the corners of his mouth, hook up the arc of a smile.

Wanhua nodded lightly. She walked with her own rules, one left and one right, as if it would confuse people's sight.

Mo Xiaoke held his breath, for a while, he would not be distracted by the flowers.

Wanhua squatted down and picked up the soft whip on the ground. Turning to look at one side of Xiaoya, "madam, your goal is thousands of clouds. Mo Xiaoke should be my goal."

“…… Good. " Xiao Ya made a concession for the first time. Just now she only cared about doing it by herself and totally ignored Wanhua. Wanhua and they are surnamed Wan, the strength is also one of the best. At least half of the combat effectiveness of the whole 74th army can be tied with Wanhua.

When the whip comes down, it almost cuts through the air. The machete blocked it and cut it down.

A soft whip is like a living thing in a flower's hand, like a poisonous snake.

Left and right, up and down, almost no interruption. Mo Xiaoke was drawn in the left face, and blood was left in an instant. Squint and smack tongue, almost with the body instinct reaction to catch.

Up, down No, No The body is faster than the eyes.

Mo Xiaoke grabs the soft whip and yanks it forward. Wanhua let go, the force of the rebound let Mo Xiaoke back a few steps. This time, not only Mo Xiaoke, but also Wanhua.

"Xiao Ke!" A cry of good fortune.

His fist hit Mo Xiaoke's waist and abdomen, and the bone cracked. Mo Xiaoke's machete fell from his hand to the ground, and his body flew out.

Ten thousand flowers run forward, feet raised 90 degrees, straight down.

This foot did not hit Mo Xiaoke's head, but was caught by good luck. Good luck still holds Mo Xiaoke in his arms and catches the feet of ten thousand flowers with one hand. His face was full of haze, almost gnashing his teeth, "looking for death!"

Wanhua hastened to stop, or a step late. Good luck to seize the feet of Wanhua throw out. Wanhua fell to the ground and stood up with one hand.

"Are you all right?" Good luck helps Mo Xiaoke and picks up the machete on the ground.

Mo Xiaoke took a machete and shook his head, "it's OK." It's just a little sour.

"Give her up to me." Good luck stands in front of Mo Xiaoke, "want to kill you, at least wait for me to die."

Mo Xiaoke a Leng, waiting for the reaction to come, good luck rushed out.

The whip is still on the ground, so it's too late to pick it up. Face to face is the fist of good fortune.

Wan Hua's hands caught the fist of good fortune, "master."

"Wanhua, right?" Good luck cruel smile, "I remember." A big hand fishing, a buckle Wan Hua's back of the head pull forward, leg knee knock to Wanhua's waist and abdomen.

Wan Hua punches at the face of good luck.

At the same time, he stopped him. Good luck first raised his feet and kicked out the flowers.Tut! Wan Hua was kicked out several steps. Xiao Ya held on to Wanhua and said, "let's go."

Ten thousand flowers pick eyebrow, seem to be puzzled. Good luck doesn't want them to leave. Mo Xiaoke said, "master!"

Good luck is not reconciled, can only watch Xiaoya and Wanhua leave together.

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