The Dragon King is released from prison

The man who suddenly appeared looked to be in his 50s. He was wearing a black leather jacket and looked at Qi Tian with scrutiny.

Qiao Ling quickly shook his head and explained: "This is Qitian, my friend."

After saying that, Qiao Ling introduced to Qitian: "This is Uncle Mo Langmo. Our two families are family friends."

"Hello." Qitian nodded to Mo Lang.

Mo Lang looked Qi Tian up and down and said, "The appearance is pretty good, but for a man, appearance is the most useless thing. Get in the car."

Qi Tian and Qiao Ling got into the Mercedes-Benz.

While driving, Mo Lang chatted with Qiao Ling. He asked Qiao Yuanshan how he was doing recently, mostly chatting about old things. Then he changed the topic to Qi Tian and asked: "Qi Tian, ​​right? What do you do at home?"

Qi Tian smiled and replied: "My parents opened a small restaurant."

"A caterer." Mo Lang nodded and asked carefully, "How many stars? How many square meters?"

Qi Tian replied: "An ordinary restaurant, more than 70 square meters."

Mo Lang swallowed back the words he was about to say because of Qi Tian's answer.

After more than ten seconds, Mo Lang asked again: "What kind of job do you do? Looking at you, you are so thin and tender, you work in an office?"

Qitian thought for a while, nodded and said: "Forget it."

Moran asked: "Is it stable?"

"It's okay." Qi Tian nodded, "Stable is stable."

Mo Lang shook his head and said in a preaching tone: "When a man is young, he still has to work hard. There is no use trying to be stable. What are your plans for the future?"

Mo Lang's questioning method was like checking the household registration, and he obviously still regarded Qi Tian as Qiao Ling's boyfriend.

Mo Lang couldn't help but think so. Although Qiao Ling introduced them as friends, which ordinary friend would travel alone?

Qiao Ling was sitting in the back row, looking helpless at Qi Tian.

Qi Tian smiled nonchalantly. He could tell that this Mo Lang had no ill intentions, he just cared about Qiao Ling.

Mo Lang asked again: "Xiao Qi, what have you been doing this month..."

"Uncle Mo." Qiao Ling couldn't stand Mo Lang's way of questioning at first, so she quickly interrupted Mo Lang, "I'm here to get another key and something."

Mo Lang suddenly took back the words that came to his lips, and his expression became a little more serious: "Are you encountering difficulties?"

"No." Qiao Ling shook his head, "I just need it for something."

"Okay." Mo Lang nodded, "Then I'll get you the key."

Morang stepped on the accelerator and the vehicle accelerated.

More than 20 minutes later, the vehicle stopped at the door of a villa, and Morang took the two people into the villa.

"Girl Qiao, Qitian, you sit down first."

After Mo Lang said hello, he went upstairs.

Qitian and Qi Tian had just sat down when they saw someone rush in from the door in a hurry.

This is a man about 30 years old, wearing a floral shirt, and his face looks three-thirds like Mo Lang's.

The man was stunned for a moment when he saw Qiao Ling sitting in the living room: "Qiao Ling?"

"Brother Lezhi." Qiao Ling stood up and asked.

"This is..." Mo Lezhi looked at Qi Tian, ​​with a bit of hostility in his eyes.

"My friend, Qitian." Qiao Ling introduced.

"Oh, friend." Mo Lezhi nodded. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a loud roar coming from outside the door.

"Mo Lezhi! Why don't you hurry up! I tell you, no one can protect you in this matter, you must give me the money!"

When Mo Lezhi heard this, his expression suddenly changed and he hurried upstairs.

One minute later, a sound of things being thrown was heard from the second floor of the villa, followed by Mo Lang's yelling: "Are you gambling again? Did I tell you not to touch it again? Do you believe that I will take you away?" Hands chopped off!”

"Chop it! Chop it!" Mo Lezhi's voice also sounded, "You are only a son like me anyway, so you can chop it if you want! I will never hide!"

"Fuck!" Mo Lang yelled, "You go down first, and I will settle the score with you later!"

Following the sound of footsteps, Mo Lezhi came down from upstairs and walked out the door immediately, explaining something to the people outside.

It took more than ten minutes, but Mo Lang didn't even come down from the second floor.

The people outside the door became impatient and shouted: "Boss Mo, why don't you show up? It's just a small amount of gambling money. Boss Mo, you don't plan to default on the debt, do you? With your reputation, Boss Mo, you can't do that, right?"

"Mo Lezhi!" Mo Lang's roar came from upstairs, and then Mo Lang rushed downstairs angrily, strode outside the door, and slapped Mo Lezhi in the face.

"Let me ask you! Where is the key in the box? Where is the key?" Mo Lang was particularly angry.

"It's a deposit." Mo Lezhi said as if he didn't care, "It's just a golden key, and it's not worth much."

When Qiao Ling who was inside the door heard this, he stood up suddenly and ran out of the house.

Qi Tian immediately realized something was wrong and quickly followed him out.

There was a black Land Rover parked at the door of the villa, and a man in his 30s stood in front of the Land Rover.

Mo Lezhi, who was slapped by Mo Lang, covered his face and stood aside.

Moran was shaking with anger.

Mo Lang took a few deep breaths, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said to the man in front of the Land Rover: "I will pay Mo Lezhi's debt to him. How much money did he deposit on the golden key he gave you? Redeemed."

The man smiled: "It's not much. I owe 600 million this time. As for the golden key you mentioned, I have no impression. You can ask our boss, haha."

"Seventy-six million?" Mo Lang's anger that had just been suppressed emerged again, and he raised his leg and was about to kick Mo Lezhi.

Mo Lezhi didn't even try to hide, but took a step forward: "Fight! Just beat me to death!"

Mo Lang's foot that was about to kick Mo Lezhi suddenly stopped and roared: "Go back to the room!"

"This is not okay." The man grabbed Mo Lezhi's clothes and said to Mo Lang, "Boss Mo, the 600 million is just the money Mo Lezhi owes, and there is also 5000 million in mental damages. Boss Mo, you have to compensate Give us a total of 600 million, with one hand paying the money and the other hand paying the people."

"Mental damages?" Mo Lang raised his eyebrows, "Who do you think I am? Are you here to rip me off?"

"No, no, no." The man waved his hand, "Boss Mo, this is not a rip-off. Your good son said that we were cheating in front of so many people in our place, which had a great impact on the reputation of our place. , Our boss is very angry. There must be an explanation for this matter. Boss Mo, at seven o'clock tonight at the Queen's Hotel, our boss will come and wait for you to give an explanation. As for your son, we will take him away first. By the way, you Check now, he is intact, we are reasonable people."

After saying that, the man held down Mo Lezhi's head and pushed Mo Lezhi into the car.

At the same time, a car drove from the surrounding area, with the windows open, and all the people in the car looked at Mo Lang with unkind expressions, putting pressure on Mo Lang.