Young Master Mo, you have been tricked

Behind Jin Zexi were Xu Ang and others. Although they didn't move, they blocked the door. Except for jumping into the river, Jin Zexi had no way to leave.

Jin Zexi didn't plan to leave, he curled his lips and pulled open his neckline, the wind blew his hair into disorder, he was wild and unrestrained.

He flexes his wrists, warms up, and prepares for the fight.

Mo Hanchen punched first, Jin Zexi dodged nimbly, and Mo Hanchen quickly followed with his second move.

This was the first time for Su Mi to see Mo Hanchen make a move. Her level is indeed different from his. Look at how sharp and stylish his moves are!

She didn't notice that Lei Zuo was already stunned, and couldn't restrain the excited eyes on his face.

Su Mi opened her eyes wide, watching Mo Hanchen's movements without blinking, not to miss any movement.

Jin Zexi's skill is indeed not weak, but he still inevitably took a few punches, and his face was soon stained.

He wiped the blood from his thin lips indifferently, and smiled, looking coquettish and startling.

Mo Hanchen hit him faster and faster, his face became more and more fierce, Jin Zexi threw himself in Su Mi's direction to avoid his punch.

Of course, Su Mi is not a vegetarian either. She saw this opportunity and immediately bent her knees and grabbed the stilettos to take off the high heels on her feet. She didn't waste this opportunity at all, and hit Jin Zexi's head on the head with a "bang" I opened a ladle for him.

"Stop!" Mo Zengyao's angry voice sounded from behind the crowd.

Mo Hanchen stopped his hands, Su Mi took a few small steps, stood behind Mo Hanchen, put his hands behind his back, and hid his high heels behind his back.

She silently looked at the heights of Mo Zengyao and Xu Ang, and analyzed whether the future father-in-law saw her beating someone just now?
Xu Ang and the others have taken the initiative to part ways.

Mo Zengyao came over and was taken aback when he saw Jin Zexi whose face was covered in blood. He looked at Mo Hanchen and angrily said, "Don't you remember what I said?"

Mo Hanchen said coldly: "I said before, if he doesn't provoke me, I don't have to touch him."

"You..." Mo Zeng Yao was choked, and said angrily, "Look at how he was beaten!"

Mo Hanchen's people were all present, Jin Zexi looked so miserable, Mo Hanchen wasn't injured at all, so no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a group of people bullying one person.

Su Mi felt that Mo Hanchen was ready to go, and she knew that he was not someone who liked to explain, not to mention that it was not convenient for him to explain at this time, so she would be very embarrassed, so she cleared her throat lightly.

Mo Hanchen turned his gaze towards her, but didn't speak.

Mo Zengyao didn't know what to say, so he looked at Jin Zexi and said, "I'll take you to the hospital first."

He turned and walked out, Jin Zexi looked at Su Mi, through the blurred blood, he could clearly see that her little face was calm, her ferocious look had not completely faded, it was indescribably interesting.

He looked at her and smiled, that flirtatious face was already amazingly beautiful, but at this moment, his face was smeared with blood, that kind of enchantment mixed with evil beauty, which shocked Su Mi, who was already close to Mo Hanchen. Standing still, she couldn't help but tremble, Mo Hanchen raised his hand to cover her eyes in time.

Mo Hanchen looked at Jin Zexi coldly.

Jin Zexi looked at him with a provocative smile and walked away.

He walked steadily, without the slightest sign of being opened.

People are gone.

The atmosphere was very tense, no one expected such a thing to happen, Xu Ang asked people to go back to the room silently, don't stick around here.

Lei Zuo took the lead to go back. He was still reminiscing about every move of Mo Shao just now. If he learned it, he would be invincible when he went back.

Mo Hanchen stood where he was, his body still tense.

Su Mi's eyes were still blocked by him, and she felt that he was in a very bad mood at the moment, on the verge of emotional rage.