"What's your attitude?"

For Mo Yutong's rudeness, Bai Shengyan was furious and cold.

Mo Yiran just stopped her, but in the twinkling of an eye she saw Yan binwei's extremely cold face, as if she wanted to slap Mo Yutong to death at any time.

Mo Yiran hurriedly turned to appease Yan binwei, "don't be angry, don't be angry, I'll let Jing mowen fight you less later?"

It was not easy to appease the two giant Buddhas, but Mo Yutong on the opposite side suddenly said with a sarcastic smile: "Mo Yiran, I know something about you in China. What's the matter? Now is this coming to show off your power with me? Do you want to see me flatter you in a low voice? You think it's beautiful!"

Most of the bars in early morning drank too much, but no one noticed these three people.

Mo Yiran didn't expect Mo Yutong to say so, and his eyes were slightly restrained.

Mo Yutong has indeed changed a lot.

In the past, although she was rampant, she was also afraid of Yan binwei's white smoke. She always counseled when she met the strong. Now, is she down to fearlessness or has a new strong backer?

Don't dye your eyebrows and eyes.

She chose to believe in the latter.

"Mo Yutong, I'm not as boring as you think."

"Then why did you come to me?"

Yiran's original words suddenly stagnated. She said, "your parents miss you very much."

"My parents? Mo Changguo and Wang Shuyu? Hehe, don't you hate them most?"

"Since they are not my biological parents, I naturally don't hate them. Their two elders grew up for me, who is not related by blood. Now I send you home to repay them."

Mo Yutong lit a cigarette, skillfully swallowed the clouds and puffed out the fog. His eyebrows and eyes were slightly drooping, hidden in the smoke. Unexpectedly, Mo Yiran couldn't really see her idea.

"Mo Yiran, you are more boring than I thought."

She said disdainfully.

Mo Yiran was not angry, but quietly looked at the sexy woman who looked very dusty in front of her and couldn't tell the taste.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Do you think I've changed a lot and you can't understand it?"

Mo Yutong provoked a fine eyebrow, red lips like fire, turned his eyes, and even threw a frivolous seductive eye at Yan binwei, who didn't speak and watched the play.

Almost didn't pass the shock of Baisheng smoke.

Mo Yiran took a step aside, blocked Yan binwei's face, isolated their sight contact, and Wen Wan smiled: "Yutong, maybe we can find a place to have a good chat."

"I have nothing to talk to you about."

Mo Yutong put his hands around his chest and was even more impatient after hearing Mo Yiran's words.

Don't open your eyes. Looking at the eyes elsewhere, you look a little anxious, as if you are looking for something.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up and waved to a certain place, "Hani!"

Mo Yiran: "

Bai Shengyan: "

Yan binwei: "

It's the gangster.

Dressed in black, he strode over. He was a strong man, and he was very tall.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he has wheat skin and a strong evil spirit.

Followed by several younger brothers.

It's really scary.

If Mo Yiran stood here alone, he might be surprised.

After all, it's the leader of the underworld with people. There's really a conflict and there's no chance of winning.

However, there was Baisheng smoke nearby and Yan binwei behind. Mo Yiran didn't panic at all.

"What's the matter, baby, these people are difficult for you?" the Mafia leader hugged Mo Yutong who rushed to his arms and asked.

At the same time, he gave Mo Yiran a cold glance.

I don't know whether Mo Yiran looks like the best bully or what. Anyway, the eyes staring at Mo Yiran are particularly terrible.

It's like eating people.

Just when Mo Yiran thought that Mo Yutong wanted to take advantage of the current large number of people and prepare to fight against himself, Mo Yutong took the Mafia leader's arm and said, "it's nothing, just a few irrelevant people. Let's go."

The Mafia leader looked a little unconvinced, but he nodded obediently.

The fang had just walked a few steps, but Yan binwei, who had not spoken behind him, opened his mouth: "you don't want your father and mother, even your old love, surnamed Mo? A few days ago, the young master of the Han family divorced your best friend, so you don't want to go back and continue?"

Mo Yiran's face is stiff.

Yan binwei is not too big.

Mo Yiran finally understood why Yan binwei wanted to follow.

He is usually too boring. He wants to come to the theatre and find some excitement. At this moment, when I saw that people were going to leave, I came up with such a sentence, which made it clear that I had to pick things up.

However, Mo Yiran never expected that Yan binwei was much worse than that.

Just after Mo Yutong heard the speech, his body stiffened, turned around and asked, "what you said... Is it true?"

The man beside Mo Yutong's face was black.

But Yan binwei raised his eyebrows and said, "it's your sister's help. You have to thank us for Ranran, ha ha!"

Yan binwei patted Mo Yiran's shoulder as she spoke.

Now, the Mafia leader knows which Mo Yiran is

Shit!

Mo Yi ranyin stares at Yan binwei fiercely and wants to cut him thousands of times.

This is a bomb!

The dog man, even if he provoked Mo Yutong to talk to her man, also involved her.

Now, if the Mafia leader is not willing to attack his woman, will he transfer his anger to her?

Sure enough, Mo Yiran feels attacked by a strong killing intention.

"What are you doing? Run!"

Mo Yiran sees that the other party has begun to stretch out his fingers to his side. Bai Shengyan is still a little confused. He is obviously stunned by Yan binwei's mentally retarded operation.

Mo Yiran didn't want to, so she grabbed her and ran away.

Yan binwei thought it was unnecessary, but seeing that Mo Yiran and Bai Shengyan ran away, he also ran behind.

Therefore, a grand chase war kicked off

Mo Yiran's ability to escape naturally goes without saying.

It's common for her and Bai Shengyan to be chased by the hatred of some mixed society because they were young and ignorant. I don't know how many people they offended.

But I've never been caught.

Since you dare to speak evil, you often have some skills.

However, Mo Yiran never thought that Yan binwei, the son of a bitch, was running and suddenly stopped. He didn't know what to do again.

"What are you doing!"

Bai Shengyan saw Yan binwei suddenly stop and saw a group of people coming after him. He shouted angrily at him.

Yan binwei calmly lit a cigarette, "I'm tired."

Bai Shengyan: "

Mo Yiran had a rare good temper this time and coaxed the uncle, "uncle, no, brother, there are a lot of people. We'll be aggrieved and hurt you today. We'll run a few more steps. When we get rid of the second goods behind us, shall we rest?"

Yan binwei also really took himself as an uncle and refused.

"What are you afraid of? Just fight and you'll be done, not just a dozen people. Can't you fight?"

"Big brother, a strong dragon doesn't pressure a local snake. Can you not have the blood of 17-year-old Yan binwei? We're old and can't move!"

Yan binwei: "well, let's run."

While talking, Yan binwei has run away.

Mo Yiran stares at Bai Shengyan. "Ah Yan, you can't make up with him. I think he just has something wrong with his brain!"

Bai Shengyan shook his head and sighed, but also looked helpless, "I know."

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