Don't mess with the rich girl

Just after walking out of the casino door, Mu Qingqing quickly ran to a place where a barbecue stall was set up and sat down. There are many people here to prevent robbery. Mo Xiaoyun was also very successful. Out of his previous habits, he tried to avoid people before going out, and was not poisoned by those people.

The barbecue stand was smoking, and the food was roasting on the iron shelf. Su Cuiyun used to call this junk food. She didn't let Mu Xiaoyou eat it, but gave her all these things. At first she didn't understand the reason. Later, she saw in the newspaper that many people had cancer. It was because of this that she understood the reason.

However, it has to be said that the invention of barbecue has indeed satisfied the taste buds of many food products. So she brought moxiao cloud to taste it.

After ordering some mutton kebabs and some vegetables, Mu Qingqing sat quietly aside and waited.

At this time point, there are many people, and the surrounding voices are noisy. There are people who play boxing, talk about feelings, and come to eat. There are all kinds of people.

Mu Qingqing's bag is still carrying more than 10000 cash. She sits calmly and looks into the distance from time to time, worrying about the personal safety of Mo Xiaoyun.

"Beauty, how about alone?" suddenly came a man with a wine bottle. He seemed to be in his early twenties and sat down on the seat next to Mu Qingqing. The smell of alcohol filled muqingqing's nasal cavity, which made her have some ominous foreboding.

"My boyfriend will be here in a minute." Mu Qingqing said immediately. She didn't want to argue with the drunkard, let alone fight with others in the absence of ah Qi and ah Jiu. One is unable to fight, the other is unable to run.

The drunken young man smiled happily. Wu took out a plastic cup on the table and poured a glass of wine.

"Have a drink and give me face." the drunken young ruffian looked at Mu Qingqing with a smile and didn't care about her boyfriend's coming in a minute.

Mu Qingqing bowed her head and thought how could this man be so pestering!

"Drink!" the drunken young man impatiently handed his glass forward. He was not in a good temper.

Three seconds later, Mu Qingqing decided to calm things down. He just drank a glass of wine and wouldn't die. Besides, there is an ink cloud behind. What can she be afraid of?

So she picked up the glass and drank it, then pinched it off and threw it on the ground.

The young man was more happy, "have a temper, ha ha, beautiful women have a good character."

"Drink, drink this!" the young man reluctantly stuffed his wine bottle into Mu Qingqing's hand, with a posture of filling wine.

"Drink!" there were three tables far away. It was obvious that the people over there were with the young man. Seeing that Mu Qingqing had drunk, they coaxed her to continue drinking.

Yes! It's out of control.

Muqingqing took the wine bottle and thought about whether to continue drinking.

However, the young man sitting on his side was obviously impatient.

"Let you drink some fucking wine and grind it." he raised his hand and went to get the wine bottle. He planned to give muqingqing a hard one and fill it!

Mu Qingqing was unprepared, and his strength was not as strong as him. He took it back again.

The young man raised his hand and went to catch Mu Qingqing's chin. The wine was strong and courageous. He said endlessly, "who do you blame when a woman comes out at night? If you blame yourself, you don't abide by women's morality. You deserve to be caught!"

As soon as the group of people three tables apart heard it, they were also excited. They went crazy with wine and began to coax. "Women who don't obey women's morality!"

Hearing this, Mu Qingqing felt cold. He wanted to calm things down and encourage others' prestige?

Immediately, she turned back and took back the wine bottle from the young man's hand. Before he could react, a wine bottle hit his forehead. Suddenly blood flowed.

Mu Qingqing didn't know how to smash it. In short, he smashed the young man's head and rewarded him with a ladle.

Seeing this, the owner of the barbecue stall put down the kebab in his hand and hid aside. The surrounding crowd immediately dispersed like birds and animals, mixed with one after another screams.

"Damn it, you dare to beat me." immediately, the young man was covered with blood, and the bright red color was dazzling under the dim yellow street lamp. He slapped Mu Qingqing on the cheek and called.

Unable to dodge, Mu Qingqing was scratched by him, and his cheeks were burning.

Then came the young man who was kicked by a tall thief and flew several meters away.

Mu Qingqing looked up. Maybe all his good luck in his life has been spent. Can you see the moxiao river here? He went back to the hospital!

Probably dazzled?

She closed her eyes and saw everything around her very clearly, including the wound of moxiao River, which collapsed and healed well.

The people over there saw that their brothers were beaten and ran to the side of the road one by one. Mu Qingqing saw that they ran in the direction of a van, and their eyelids jumped all the time.

Take a closer look, the back of the small van is a shiny watermelon knife, one meter long. Five or six people rushed to the other side of the car. The moxiao River ignored them at all and reached out to support the wood.

"You run quickly, they're going to get machetes!" Mu Qingqing leaned over and fell into the arms of moxiao river. He gave a cry of pain.

"Run!" Mu Qingqing opened her eyes, and her brown pupils were all anxious.

Moxiaohe reluctantly glanced at her cheek and wanted to revenge her for slapping her in the face. How did this girl shout. Forget it. He wrote down the revenge for her first. He will always have a chance to retaliate.

"Run!" Mu Qingdu was so anxious that he didn't even run away from moxiao river. He didn't hesitate to die! Helpless, she took the initiative to hold the hand of moxiao River and ran to the direction of the casino. I hope I can meet moxiao cloud!

Moxiaohe was led by her, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. Whether the fight or not, he understood muqingqing's mind.

In fact, he thought too much. If anyone who had something to do with Mu Qingqing was chased by a car of people with watermelon knives, she would not leave her own people.

However, they couldn't run out of the barbecue stand. Behind them, a man ran fast, took the lead in catching up, and cut at the back of moxiao river with a watermelon knife. Moxiao River passed by, holding Mu Qingqing's hand in one hand, but the other hand abandoned the man's right hand, and grabbed a watermelon knife from him.

The bright cold light flashed slightly across Mu Qingqing's eyes, and her heart had been mentioned to her throat. Suddenly, she thought sadly that she was killed by a car in her last life. Shouldn't she be hacked to death by a group of people in this life? That's terrible.

"Hide behind the tree over there and call the police." moxiaohe saw that the people behind him caught up. In order to ensure muqingqing's safety, he quickly made a decision.

Mu Qingqing hesitated for a second. It's good. Since she can't beat people, she can't hold back the moxiao river! She ran under the strong tree.

The cold light of the knife was in a mess under the street lamp. Mu Qingqing watched moxiaohe flip and kick like an acrobatic trick in front of the watermelon knife cut head-on, and stab others from time to time. And he himself, unharmed.

How many times, Mu Qingqing saw that the knife was only a centimeter or two away from the front door of the moxiao River, and was forcibly avoided by him. From time to time, he retaliated and punched or kicked the man who cut him.

Thanks to Mu Qingqing's good eyesight, she watched the war with her eyes closed and found that she couldn't help anything. Moxiaohe was very strong. The man who plays poor mouth in peace is different.

If Mu Qingqing's self-control was not good enough and she was calm enough at the moment, her girlish heart would have been flooded and she might have threatened to marry moxiaohe!

"Wow, wonderful!"

"God, it's so exciting!"

"Master, is he so powerful!"

The sound of footsteps and the voice of worship came from the side of her body. Mu Qingqing looked sideways, and Mo Xiaoyun stood next to her, especially excited to watch the fight in the moxiao river. More excited than watching TV.

"Don't you help?" Mu Qingqing felt anxious. She had a helper. Of course, she couldn't let moxiaohe fight alone.

"He's so powerful that one can handle it. I'll see it later." Mo Xiaoyun rarely sees such exciting pictures. The fighting scene is very wonderful. He thinks that Mo Xiaohe doesn't need help at all.

"He's hurt. You have no conscience. Your registered permanent residence is still his!" Mu Qingqing yelled. The boy is really disguised as an adult and has no humanity!

Mo Xiaoyun's mouth turned into an "O" shape and immediately reacted. Moxiaohe still has a wound on his chest. If he doesn't help, what if moxiaohe loses too much blood and dies!

"Do it!" Mu Qingqing was almost angry with him. She always thought she had a good temper. Now she was almost worried to death by Mo Xiaoyun.

Mo Xiaoyun then reacted. He quickly closed his eyes and controlled the machetes on the ground with his mind, making them suspended. The edge of the knife was facing the drunk young people, eager to try.

Moxiaohe took back his fists and carried a watermelon knife from the drunken young man. When he saw the knives flying on the ground, his eyes suddenly looked in the direction of the tree. Sure enough, he saw the thin ink cloud.

The young people on the ground woke up when they were frightened by Sen Han's blade. Then they saw that all the knives on the ground were floating in the air. They were scared and ran away one by one. Where could they care about the moxiao river.

However, Mo Xiaoyun didn't intend to let them go. Where those people ran, the knives followed them in their direction, as if they had installed a tracker.

"Stop." Mu Qingqing realized that the situation was out of control and hurriedly dragged Mo Xiaoyun. She wants Mo Xiaoyun to help Mo Xiaohe fight, but she doesn't let Mo Xiaoyun kill.

The movement has become big, and everyone around has seen it. I'm afraid it will bring them trouble this time.

Those long eyed watermelon knives fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and the drunken young people were all frightened. The young man who beat Mu Qingqing knelt on the ground and kowtowed in the direction of Mu Qingqing. He kept reading: "no, no, no more. Aunt, I'm wrong."