Contract CEO: Peeping at his cute wife and being attacked

Mo Shi didn't speak, took out a cigarette, lowered his head, turned on the lighter and lit it, and the dense smoke rose slightly, making the expression on the man's face even more confusing.

No one spoke, they all shrank their necks, just like chickens waiting to be slaughtered.

"The boss of this clubhouse... come out!" The man's deep and slow voice sounded, obviously without emphasizing his tone, but he couldn't help but tremble when he heard it.

Not to mention the pseudo-mother, she was timid in the first place, but now seeing this posture, her whole body has long been paralyzed.

He looked around, and found that the men who usually called him brothers and messed with him in bed took a step back one by one.

The hypocrite took several deep breaths, and then said with a bitter face: "This guest..."

bump--

A huge impact hit his lower abdomen.

The body of a big man in the pseudonym was like a dilapidated kite, backed into the corner again and again, and then the huge momentum caused his whole body to hit the wall.

All the people were frightened and stupid, and they didn't see how Mo Shi acted at all.

I saw that my boss had already shrunk in the corner, unable to get up again.

Mo Shi flicked the cigarette ash with his fingers, and walked over slowly...

The hypocrite seemed to see the god of death approaching slowly, and several bones in her body were broken, but he didn't care about the pain, and hurriedly crawled over, trying to pull the man's trousers, but stopped in the air, afraid that he would His trousers were stained with bloody hands.

"Why...why did you hit someone?" He raised his head and asked with difficulty.

Mo Shi narrowed his eyes dangerously, hitting someone?

He still wants to kill someone!

Said he was a guest!

That was an insult to his personality, he never went whoring, and besides, if it wasn't for that woman here, he probably wouldn't even look at such a dirty place in his life.

"What do you mean..." the man asked back.

This sentence is not for the pseudo-mother to answer, but a warning to him, if you talk nonsense, you have to pay a painful price.

The pseudo-mother clutched her lower abdomen and barely supported herself to sit up. Thinking of a person, she suddenly felt confident: "Do you know who opened this store? How dare you come here to make trouble?"

Mo Shi lowered his head and took another puff of his cigarette. After a while, his thin lips parted slightly, exhaling beautiful smoke rings one after another.

very good!

Dare to raise the background with him?

Taking a step forward, the hard soles of the shoes stepped on the palm of the puppet girl's palm on the ground. The puppet girl's aura that was puffed up, but now she felt the sharp pain from the back of her hand, and all her aura was gone.

He yelled, "Forgive me...Brother...let go of me...It hurts..."

big brother? !

Mo Shi didn't take his foot away, but increased his strength even more. He called him "guest" just now, but now he is called "big brother". Does this person have to be so shameless?

If he had such a shameless brother who would only exalt the prestige of others to whitewash himself, he would definitely kill that person.

Those who are brothers with him have real skills.

"Wow! It hurts!"

In the entire hall, there was no sound, only the puppet woman begging for mercy: "Please, let me go, it hurts..."

Mo Shi's lowered eyes were full of contempt, and suddenly, seeing blood stains on the edge of his shoes, he frowned in disgust, and then moved his feet away.

"Are you the boss here?" The cold voice sounded like a devil calling for his life.

At this time, the pseudo-mother was already in so much pain that she breathed in more and breathed out less. He lay on the ground, looking at his well-maintained hands, which were almost trampled into muddy flesh, the pain was so painful that he couldn't even utter a word.

Hearing the question above her head, the pseudo-mother replied with a trembling voice: "Yes... I am..."